The wind was

the change


granite against paper


shadows unfrozen

running from a

forbidden sleep


the faithful pray

the fastest get to

safety first


rational thoughts

create sweat

and pull out the



the bones of trees

rattle xylophone’s

into jealousy



and those without

step rightly with



the moon disappears

behind blackness


gravity is washed out

of the upside down

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