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Let huge plains of rampant color
children run in the becoming of corn rows
sunflowers beaten with the chalk of a popped sun
lines erupt into faces
veins find rivers in the sea
everywhere speech is falling out of fashion
roamers wearing helmets of water
glued to a hotel door where some star
was slingshotted into being
all the numbers fall like weather
we crash into our money with real tears streaming
the moment somebody sings who is not our mother

We're gone from human knowledge
on the lake rocks lapping
up a lunar engine
through the closing eye of the milky way