we couldn't tell why it was bright out
basic blindness was the scheduled moon
it was a reflective light but of what
lala keeps track of which route/ night
we headed left below the shiny cloud cover
these days she's prone to weave and digress
the sounds have changed with the freeze
what makes it through the brick is a moaning
now and then a snap, the mini pipes of tinnitus
by Jan
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