SaTurDay TuRn bAck (3)

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Thursday June
7:40 am
date
four. four..
If you are counting...
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Sleepy and sunny. Stuck in the realm of linen chains, like a corpse from deep-awaken. Shaken. Popped and dropped, plans under the rug. Swept and sprinkled. Tinkled twice.

Glass peeked, my reflection. Yellow train triangle. Fancied, feathered, sleek-we stared. Eyes looked, smile like stirrups, adventures. Simultaneous search. Fly and foot. Worm. Warm. Satisfaction hopeful. In today's rotation. Galluped to crumbs. Anger. Lack of respect. Respite. Recognition. realization.. but on floor. Crusted. Camouflaged, conceit. Act to clean up. Care to pretend. Please to aim. Shame. Less is more? More less. Stress. Slammed. Stepped. Stairs. Frilly. Lillies. Bloomed. Dusty. Sugar song. Taste fresh air. Morning. Urban. Harmony.

First. Black. Blue. Brown. Brown. Blue. Concrete connections. Pupils. countless and questioned. Welcomed. Worldly whirlwind. Understanding. Sitting. Skipping. Wishing. Wanting. Walking. Second-first. flying. Motionless. Without blink. Stagnant humanity. Togetherness unspoken. Unnecessary. Locked in gaze-fueled footprints of today's delight.

AGAIN:
8:56pm on the 205

Woaaaaaah!! Swirvey and curvy, up top and low down. All around-clenches and looks. Near misses and sudden stops. A thrust, a slam. Aches to break. Simulation of drive not how to. Two contacts, tenses more. Brown and brown, again..add to the days hooray. We made it. and shared smiles. Laughs. Wide eyed, we still hold upon exiting. This is the last stop.