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what is v?
can anyone explain?
no.
is it an upside down triangle?
...

two barrels
cold against my head
while i wait for my imminent death
as it slowly approaches
...

it dark under the bed
as it is in many other places
but this is different
a lot more eire
...

hell freezing over
heaven melting
slowly it drips into earth
weighing us down
...

ah the local ball field
the place to see old friends
the place to eat food
like mac n cheese
...

cold wind
mixed with all kinds junk
ash, soot, rain, snow
covering the ground completely
...

when you fart
people giggle

when you burp
...

have you ever wondered how nature is just there?
sitting, waiting, glowing under the sunlight.
waiting for the dark to come.
so it may party.
...

ping of the bat
whoosh of the ball
smack of the mitt
swish of the grass as my feet fly by
...

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Not Knowing

what is v?
can anyone explain?
no.
is it an upside down triangle?
with no bottom?

or is it a mistake?
a scribble turned good?
an awkward shape?
nobody knows.

i wish i knew
but thats impossible
there is no answer for most things in the world
only to know when you go above
to meet the men who invented those things
but then your stuck
way up high with no way down

or you can go down
from the middle
to the bottom
then you may never know

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