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There is a song in my head I can't stop singing
where the sky is falling in, it wrings water
from a towel. I'm soaked
from having walked six miles in the rain.

I'm up in the clouds,
I'm downtown where loud speakers thump
and dinosaurs slump in garbage bins, I'm spinning
everything I've owned in an ethereal loom
to avoid evanescence; the gap widening
the space between us. You're off and involved
in the business of becoming; I'm up in the clouds,
staring, wearing quasi-wet clothes, parting
the waves of people throwing themselves
hand and foot at life. Where I end you begin
to make our first crossing the last offering
my name in your mouth. I'm up in the clouds,
you've forgotten my name. I can't stop singing,
can't leave you alone.
excerpt from "The Untree" by Mystro





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Sunday shoes with Saturday feet.