I wish I had never come in,
for you to tell me now
we have to go and do. I was enjoying
thoroughly out there, no going,
no doing - now I have
to not shift gears,
but wreck the engine! Break
it and bend its flanges and pound,
whack, bang on and otherunwise
detool its just now cracked, twisted
block into the deprecisioned unfunction
machine needed
to process enjoyment
and enjoy the process
of this perverted love
of unscheduled purposeful action of yours,
that you have - and I have in you. Stand back!
I am the master. Only I
know what I am doing, here,
and - perfect! We can go.
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