skyline
the beginning of uploading a whole bunch of little old things.
first up, this poem. the first line was said out loud in conversation, from there I took off.
we always sit in these positions
and look down at where the world is smiling
this is the normal way
learn how to forget not to be a devil
happy says the skyline
the smog blankets it for sleeping
i’ve stopped breathing
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