transgressions i have somehow yet to perform (for camille).

i’m contemplating a number

between eleven and fifty-three

it’s twenty-nine

that’s a prime number, i think

once, i went on a hike up a mountain

in western maryland

and when i got to the top

there was a rock engraved

‘jim and laura forever’

my grandparents names are jim and laura

seems funny

i doubt i’ll ever procreate

because there seems to be

a higher rate

of autistic children

in the past generation

and why would i want

to bring into the world

a little person who

will never be able

to relate to me, or its mother, or its friends

i will probably have some by accident or something

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