PERPENDICULAR SLIPFRAME
All the houses are unsettled; things
lean, other things topple. The soil,
now turned to mud, no longer knows
itself, and cannot hold the loads.
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What capacity has been passed? Was
it a cosmic limit of push and pull
that we neglected to remember?
This planet has its limits too?
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Everywhere I turn, someone new is
muttering something about the heat
or the death of life. In concept, it all
might be OK, but in line for donuts
and coffee, burgers and fries, does
it not seem a bit out of place?
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