Thunder and lightning and lies
The things we say about every action
Or a desk and the ducking and the covering
Thursday is a day and so is Friday
Fancy everything, the ground we walk on, moments after the rain stops
The last slice of pizza is not a thing
Line after line after line in the sand
And it's late at night
And it's early in the morning
And this thing and this thing and this thing are all piled up
The way thunder rolls in the distance
How some things just float
August 26, 2016
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