For before the moment
and after,
when nothing better
is on,
when all you can do is think
over and down
into everything small that went wrong,
into everything leaving you bothered,
intrigued, or simply at losses and odds -
in these loose, lossy intervals, ages ago,
we finally discovered our gods.
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