Start rustling,
to see the world, we
Fuck tiny trifles, and perhaps not even exist
and eventually head-shock-light-blue eyes goodbye
Fuck if the sun is red or green
and if anything falls into nothing, nothing
waterfalls, streams
nothing
primary colors and a lounge bar, if Mars is
Fuck a disco,
or if the sea is an atom wet
there are no rules for roofs and thoughts,
doors to slam out of the house, there are no rules
,
Fuck.
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