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this world
I love the blue up above
don't you?
I wonder where
they think
have you heard them say
'this world'
like they can't help
but assume
there's another
or others
for better
for worse?
is it like that
for you
home where
the heart?
looking up
one can't help 'to'
and often one settles for
'heavens above'
someone has charge
must
or else
something
could you be killing you
would you even know?
one way or another
a thing is missing here
some next of kin
the air's too close
personally
I love the blue
do you catch
yourself
in the same
words like this?
between of the questions
some certainty takes
I wouldn't read much into
have you thought about living forever
are you prepared for that?
sometimes I'm already in the file
I'm still looking for
you know –
one thing and another
on this hand and that
can you feel
the weight
of all skies
before?
colours sunk said
rust red like
Mars
the first of
them
then there was
the grey
carbon world
and blacker
than
then colour of
steam
we were a
cloud
you couldn't
see through
all of these
this world
true as today
when it turns
– hi!
are you ox at
the wheel?
this one to
market
and all the
way home
do you stand
at the mirror
as if you were
met?
top of the clock
one's run up for a view
hear the wind
in your heart
whose words
would you say?
prayer lines the palms
gnarls knuckles too
is it ever the
same breath twice
that you've
caught?
this world among the others
green, blue, breathing, mine
something
could you be killing you
and you
wouldn't know
you just
wouldn't
I love the blue up above
don't you?
I wonder where
they think
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