Ecosystem

On display on display concrete lightning bolts

Sutured to the skin of another

Another human on this ball in my pocket

I am master I am saint

I am revelry in the nation state

Keep up, keep up there’s more to come

No slow no heavy no groan no sit

Craft, mature craft

We all, that is, we all spend too much time on the island

And grow blind to the rain drops

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