We all fall down. The ground grows smaller, As I pass the Earth, Becoming her daughter. Funny to stand today, Eclipsing the sun. My books marked still, On page one.
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Lampfish unevolved, light the crevice, (otherworldly!) Blindly finding their ceviche (weirdly!) A dinner time resevation for one, Below the heaving inky pressures Seas lifting other treasures. Above on uboats rocking, spit roasted on a gun, On rising waves. Cresting, comes the new, Seemingly unborn facing headlong, due east. Darwinian measures for Blackbeards pleasures, Never found
Ugly surprise. Shrinking.Tag – you have “it.” From a secure pilots seat, I ascended into the air My back holds no parachute. Speeding towards an ever larger ground, Too fast with the map, My territory expands at rates unseen before. I smack down on the ground, I writhe for longer than pain allows. The