First pages are always filled with so much promise
but also so much anxiety at getting the beginning just right
they never were the best at getting things started, a certain bliss
from an existence just stumbling into experiences, the best nights
something they could write home about, making front pages
above the fold, of course, until that folded as well, no matter the fight
…but first pages show us we can always actually start over
yes it’s hard to know how to begin to fill it, it’s not all gross
getting to imagine what could be, what should have been covered
exercising the brain, making it create again — it needed this push.
(written 02/05/2022)
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