Under over again again
Somewhere someone’s gonna hang themselves up on a lip and lose their board
Somewhere someone’s gonna wind a clock that much too much
And the places where that camera shutter sound on cellphones is mandated by law
They surveil the surveillance
They milk the cows
They come up with words for different clouds and colors and sunsets
Somewhere someone’s reading a book or making a drink or making a drink and reading a book
All the things versatile
All the things that this way come
All the days and the nights
All the pains staked
Somewhere someone is hunched over a screen
Somewhere someone is learning
Somewhere someone is disappearing
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