Through the dimpled glass

Triangles in the clouds grey squirrels and dolphins too and it’s starting to rain, angles or angels, I see only equilaterals damn those maths classes. Faces that shear off and zoom in and a lion that looks ever so thin chasing an antelope with no hope of catching a balloon shape arises, disperses, falls into…

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Seven teen shadows

When community spirit is in the bottle that’s passed around and the only common ground is the parking lot you plot up in and the ‘Social’ is not very sociable when they sanction you and it’s non-negotiable, you’re basically screwed. Honest men would turn to crime and later try to turn back time and nothing…

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