we're not moving
i want to shout
because
it
looks
like
we're
not moving
the sweet puffball clouds look stationary to me
then i see the engine out there
hanging
off
a
trembling
wing
we're moving
i want to shout
because
it
looks
like
we're moving
the earth is pulling us back
from this impossible angle
the painting of pastel beach huts on the bulkhead
mocks
me
theres beach huts
i want to shout . . .
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