I will not remember later
unless I remember now
what is not remembered
is a hidden life going on
but inaccessible doing its
worst in a nameless room
like Congress exchanging
dubious favors not to be
reasoned with or used for
my own sweet edification
it's here somewhere I think
rummaging in my clutter
to no avail no photograph
to quantify its odd effect
is ever likely to emerge
I am poorer and no wiser
but it doesn't matter to
me not particles but flow
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