Cracks appearing on foot of a warrant for digestion
nothing to contend with other than life's short detention
and the breadth of information in any given slice of experience
Honesty and Reality, supposedly, fall over like a twisted caterpillar
who pick themselves up like a leafy bit of litter
but it will soon be butterflown
and will soon find a fresh atmospheric tone
something to listen and vibrate to
amidst summers assembled animal crew
diving through gigantic blades of grass
headed for the other side of a planetary scaled path
with wee folk poking and cheering and dropping jaws
and issuing awwhh's
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