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The point of it all was a blur to him,
A miniature man in an oversized world.
He couldn’t see the forest for the trees
For now I’m observed as a bird
Landing as if surfacing
Not for more than as little as air
Teetering on new flight
Wha’do I needa get done later.
Meals, Groceries – get toilet paper; we need toilet paper.
Actually, I should go tomorrow so I can pick up Liu’s jeans.
I hope Yuan isn’t being a handful tonight.
If the crowd peters out soon I can get back earlier
A young man you say? In a camouflage jacket?
With bright blue jeans on a red tricycle.
And you were alone, there was no one else around?
Thank you. Your memory is impeccable
Get out of my shadow little man. We are all measured relative and the sky is my limit, same as you
“Yes Brija, it’s the speed of time I’m referring to” For a second Luna wondered whether to continue explaining—Brija’s intonation had given her pause…
An intricate web, designed perfectly to hold my bookshelf to the wall. Thank you little spider for securing it so carefully – and such a decoration! Far more bothersome than even Christmas might inspire in me. (more…)
What else? Stretching, my eyes darted for reds.
I touched the chair.
“This” I chinesed poorly.
“Ah” she animated, and translated to her husband.
They pulled out the ladder to get the red cloth they’d shown me earlier.
I nodded and smiled my confirmation.
“Photo?” I englished loudly
Everyone else is out of frame.
This memory is with you.
They suit each other, all puffed up like the world’s their inquisitor. A wrinkly pair of monsters
They clawed away the haze, like cancer on a lung
At the entrance to the STS Frontier, they turned and looked back at their unintended home. Its curves made them nauseous and it’s air suddenly seemed stale…
Can you see that thing?
That thing, off in the distance.
Lean in here. Can you see it?