traveled along the coast, time was making its hostile moves
it wasn’t nighttime when we gazed at the stars
it is easier to fly than have a good night sleep
seasons told us to go to motion pictures [the new Avatar movie]
to our home cultures
to produce greater versions of ourselves
called “holy minds await in time”
also we were addicted to watermelon chewy
we walked, along the highway
it is fearful in the quiet times of the streets
this is the allergy
it makes us wake at 7am or never sleep till 5am
these splittings know themselves, just them and me; theirs, ours
that ratio: me to not-me with hideous tea inspiration
and when the darkness covers like a quilt
this week was existential and fun
Dec 28, 2025
Dec 28, 2025 at 5:35 PM UTC
traveled along the coast, time was making its hostile moves
it wasn’t nighttime when we gazed at the stars
it is easier to fly than have a good night sleep
seasons told us to go to motion pictures [the new Avatar movie]
to our home cultures
to produce greater versions of ourselves
called “holy minds await in time”
also we were addicted to watermelon chewy
we walked, along the highway
it is fearful in the quiet times of the streets
this is the allergy
it makes us wake at 7am or never sleep till 5am
these splittings know themselves, just them and me; theirs, ours
that ratio: me to not-me with hideous tea inspiration
and when the darkness covers like a quilt
this week was existential and fun
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