big town blues (xviii)
come out into the cold sun

“so wonder if he looks down”
as if there’s such an up

if reality’s uncomfortable
is fantasy reasonable

if the end
is inevitable
why bother with the fear

welcome to the wonder world
your ten moments
in the hologram illusion

join the mature
come out into the cold sun
it’s bright

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