CONTAGION
Variations on normalcy tend
to cluster; everyone assumes
they are sane. Or at least the
sane ones around, of those they
know: an old dirigible passes
overhead, while no one looks
up. On the other hand, the jet
which overtakes that visual past
is just as crazy as anything else.
Now is just now, and then was
just then.
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Purple flowers meander this June,
as the longest day awaits or gathers.
Perhaps a force unlike any other?
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