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going west and the going rate is going into a crater under the pools on the moon/conditional travel plans but air traffic lost sight of my boat in the water with their heads in the clouds/done with dead reckoning/deal me in, fate/throw my direction and my steering to the emptier sky/i am long for the abyss-long in the tooth/a long way from a destination/a wave, a plan-a man, arkansas/i've ruined the palindrome again/i couldn't help myself-seriously, it couldn't be helped/wouldn't be/from where we all well up and let the tears and the screams forth/rejoin the procession of grief/from there, find my way back/back again