A narrow path unto infinity. Narrow paths into infinities.
Their arithmetic was clumsy, rough and tactile, a bluebottle buzzing inside a
blue bottle.
Mist coats bobbing on waves. Distances flow down, darkness
whispering inside
red-gold ears. Their excitement at spying acrobats though
spying acrobats presaged plague.
Bird cluster o’ wire & signifier. The roll o’ ground an
enormous beetle. Before greeting a neighbour they would bid them farewell such
was their terror of atlases.
Sky & land o so gently inter-fold their lips. A warm
apricot moon trails ribbons. They walked under earth pale green flames lighting
their steps, their heads half threshed away with teapots dangling from their
ears.
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