through the stops

they haven’t been to the places

the places

come close but always been something

there’s nothing in the way

it’s the nothing that keeps them away

screamings and the nothing

nothings and the screaming

i once had a dream

and now the dream has you

the having then the being had is in the places

and not

absence

itth goze inth inth

that joke

i’m in kind of a good mood now

i was but it stopped

the signage of moods

if you go through a stop sign do you crash

can’t go through those ones

stop really means stop

but on the roads

in three dimensions

away from moods

but not away

stop means stop but doesn’t mean stop

moods mean more meanly than roads

moods are roads

more than roads are moods

moods are rude but so are roads

but differently

i’d like to be an amphitheatre

onanism i’ve heard is

i’ve heard onanism

if you’re on an ism are you also on an ology

onanology’s not a thing

not on ism

onanists are on a jism

more that jism’s on an onanist

are onanists anonymous

we’re off the road

and through the stops

and in the places

we’re allogists

we get the gists

and miss them

we miss the missings

i miss miss gist

miss gist   she had the places

but she hadn’t been

she was the places

to was or not to been

that’s the indigestion

i’d like a hamelette without the ham

or the question

or the let

not much left

but the places

and the missings

the indigestions

summer

the stoppings

and the places