Lilypads drifting like humans in this bluish-green marble of a world
Inner workings concealed but known, yet we know absolutely nothing
Flowing circle of life means death, birth, life, but what's it all for?
Every life, I've come to understand, is nothing but a dream
Posted in response to the challenge Acrostic.
blow out your candles.
make a wish.
hold up a protest sign.
tonight the fireworks spell R E S I S T.
your hair's in pigtails braided red blue and white.
they're scared.
that's it.
they: shout misspelled arguments in all caps send soldiers to peaceful
protests yell into microphones turned all the way up shut down dissent
sometimes i think just one sunny day would cure me of everything.
other days i think pills and tonics and treatments are lies that i continue to swallow.
most days i just daydream about last summer when our tiny sunfish
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