The Earth is over Brazil. It hovers over itself. The planet eclipses itself. The same planet Moira Shearer danced on. The same planet Diana Ross lost it on. Here I am: back from the store after dropping you off. I'm back from the store after dropping you off. Here I am constantly. I slip into a coma and two months later I am awake and nothing is different. The Earth is over itself and full. The Earth, suspended over itself and very full.
What is so strange is a shark, with rows of teeth, coming silently out of solid darkness. Glowing with rage. Glowing with my own hatred. What is so strange is my own teeth reminding me of these sharks. Flesh hanging out of their jaws lovingly and deliciously.
My brother and I, my older brother and I. I got drunk and he slapped my back over an empty parking lot. I drank wine then vodka over an empty parking lot asphalt. My older brother and I. With older people, and I acting like the child among the adults. Acting as the child among the adults constantly. Forever.
Wednesday, March 12
The Earth is over itself and very full the Earth is over itself and very full.
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