She spent the day in
aisle 6, cold flu remedies,
wellness boxed, bottled.
Stocking shelves
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She spent the day in
aisle 6, cold flu remedies,
wellness boxed, bottled.
Why his head spins he
doesn’t know. Vertigo’s made
the world hell’s fun house.
Dark fear crackling at
the edges, the heart beats on,
pulsing core of light.
Spiraling flakes, like
small hands opening wide, feel
their way down to earth.
She blithely sails out
the door. No explanations
save her secret smile.
Like an egg in a
carton I fall but don’t crack,
cushioned by your strength.
Dull lives filtered take
on romance, mystery, masked by
Low-fi Sutro Rise.
You still up? Dude, it’s
not like the internet won’t
be there tomorrow.
Buying a domain
name to monetize content.
The new bourgeoisie.
I would like to see
4 am start off my day
instead of end it.