BROUGHT FORTH
FROM THE WATER
The last crazy landing, the final man, the frontier
beyond which no other frontier beckons : I went
to deep space only to find another way home.
Wormholes, indeed. Holding out my hands, all
things were relative; the same temptation someone
would have in the wilderness. But oh, I'm so tired
of dilapidation. There is no time, no time at all.
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Here is my coloring book, take it with you to sleep.
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