I need a drink of water. Going into the kitchen, turning the tap, galaxies and planets and deep space tumbling into the glass. I watch everything swirl like milk in coffee
Stars ploughing into catastrophe, a million explosions
I swallow the mixture, forcing it down in three long chugs. It doesnt sit that well in my stomach, solar systems churning, fizzling sounds saturating my belch. And then
BANG!














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Uncertain as the fingering of a chord torn prematurely, from a piano's womb!
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