Thereβs only one logical explanation:
I fall up and you fall inβ
no one can fall down this long, this far
without accelerating, just drifting
in suspended motion. Acceleration was always the problem, mistaking up and in
for down, sinking into the rise of thermals and tide,
drowning instead of surfing.
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
I'm a subversive weirdo nerd witch who loves rocks. Intrusive rhyme bothers me. Some of my fiction may have provoked divorce proceedings in another state.π
My words are mine. Suggest ai use and get eviscerated.
MA English literature, CofC
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