Running a Temp in Mind

Cold certitude
cannot move its
molecules enough
to consider alternate
heat. That's the thing
about thoughts: they
get lost in the not
enough shuffle, forgotten
when action seems to
drive the car, faith in
red lights or not. And
I tend to agree, in my
mind of minds. But
who is to say if the
future cares who
thinks it can change,
based on what unfolds
in the place no one
will ever see.

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