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Jul 2016
In dreams we are
to become by far

a better version.

a state of bliss?

what update can this be.

certainly not Windows 93.

Through the shattered pane
again
outside in and strain my eyes
to see the same old view

nothing's new nor second hand
nothing's nothing
and that's a brand.

The intro's been and gone
to the end of time and
then

so long
Marianne

a song by Leonard Cohen
now why mention him?

Sorry 'bout that, but  
the name cropped up
so I slipped it in.

I see fractures in the fractals
candelabras on the ironing board
creases in which these words are stored
and pterodactyls overhead

the only thing certain is a prediction
and I have yet to believe in those.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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