Back into into into it

Drive into the dwell-spot,
a hot cot where you
won't weep a blink.

That is the way it was
always meant to be,
hammering the keyboard

with aplomb, with the
knuckle-bomb that allows
for an article to end a line.

Do not criticize until
you've politicized,
and then your coat

will count for something.
Stay warm, cold compresses,
your fevers will sever

the connections that once
held you in place in this
spider web world.

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