Sky blue dissipating in oxidized plastic margins. Replaced one heartbeat at a time with fluffy orange breaths. The spectrum shift holding space for change. Not even a hurry up and; just wait. Tomorrows filled with unslumbering, and the helpful coercion of biologies. Last-minute gestures coalescing into labor. Nearly-dog-eared novels splayed open until just before the sunrise. Red vein tea without water tilting the world on it's axis. Highly unrecommend, drowsy euphorics in a recently-washed nest of blankets. Hours of unfulfilled obligations, crammed full of unconsciousness and quickly-jotted letters. Consolation in synthetic wetlands. Sharply curtailed correspondence on the heels of inattention. Scratch-made soup with better intention than flavor. Homemade confections that exist in another dimension. And the bone-real ache of old age, slowly entrenching itself around ventricle and aorta.
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