tl;dr

tl;dr & tl;dw as I fell
foul of presumptions
after consuming too much sugar &
too much lard,
trying to quench my thirst with the blood of
the Isle of Skye,

I stand sitting
wallowing in the memories of yesterday
picturing the morrow and the fog
of the day ahead,

I look back at the comma of the previous
sentence & think: man I wonder if Jay ever
experienced days like mine,
If Charlie ever wished she’d left the couch of
snowballs alone & if the if Wandering Magician
truly knows the truth of the fake surprise

beyond this realm;
beyond us
beneath us
being us
regarding us
regurgitating
this:
the us
the tl;dr; & the
tl;dw
the unwritten above & the

beyond