Let the tide come in and go back out
Let the thunder roll in the distance
Fluids are all the things that flow, repeated in my head with my eyes closed
Edges are only something you see from far away -- clouds, bodies of water, etc. -- so does that make them real or not?
Knots in wood are another thing to think about
And then plastic or biomass or diffusion
That things keep coming apart and coming together
And to pull way back or jump all the way in
We wanted hovercraft and they've been here the whole time
More water, an amount of salt, and always trace elements
This is not the eclipse
Nor is this, nor is this
Birds fighting or warning ahead of fighting or just plain talking
Talk it out, walk it out, and so on
I mean, you take things and you bend them
I did as a child, I do now, and I guess I'll keep doing
I don't eat eggs anymore
And many other stories
August 23, 2017
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