I fell up the end of the world is now a commodity "don't look up" he said until I was a broken record I was caught in a calculation of romance. Down to the dash on his chin The sky hides in plain sight as we count our footsteps by watching our fitbit. I looked up, I saw the eclipse and And my paper cut opened a portal to the abyss I fell into my cubicle, the flimsy walls a spiraling maze, my mind leaped over the hedges Giants in the clouds... should I be worried about the clouds? As I fell up, I wondered. "What are we going to do about those clouds?" Asks the newswoman, saying with a million dollars worth of pearls "Don't worry," she said, "there is a 99% chance of sunshine in a few days" with a sliding, sidewinding smile, I wondered "How to count the clouds?"
28 Saturday Oct 2023
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