I am what I am

-after William Cordova

Who history gets to save
A wheel rim continuously
Unrolling we powers unworked

Become different powers big
Ones go like little ones
Like a set of powers building

Against systems of sky what
Remains represents a draft
Of a draft sketched on a dirty

Napkin ephemera conveys what
Is passing what will pass
Into the night unafraid

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Another name for this posse
ble pasty effacement thing.