up & over
another day.
not sure last night's worn ovff.
noon. haze across islands.
the way over
into town
not that evrything
for miles & miles
isnt a town.
passing pillars flash
each a new frame
of the same city
or another that must be
along these tracks.
clathunk clathunk clathunk.
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