Bowling [Memory] Alone

Regurgitation strikes alleys
to pin you to the wax
slipperiness is far from 
the enlightened cosmic bowl

Lap a pitcher round the seats
as distinctions glow
x and x and slashes dice
roll the hollow roll

Another day without a face
for one needs reflection
ask and answer silent place
inside eyes dejection

Comets ping the pinball plug
tilted to the past
further futures that we mug
drunken dreamer's fast

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