On Spectrum v2.1

Is it the fate of us human beings
to be transfixed by the moment.
Because she feels I’m different,
not quite off, but maybe on-spectrum.

Well I perceive things differently.
In this mixed-up muddled-up
quote from Lola.
You see now what I see:

A childhood playground
of abandoned dwellings,
and a mourning
for things displaced.

The launch of a great ship,
and the man without a nose.
Welcome to the world of memory,
dropping in unexpectedly.

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