Back Then It Seemed Easy

to lift and sail vertical, into the astronomical
the aeronautical, drizzle meteorites like goldleaf onto milling seas
Now thin veneer of cloth and crew seem unable to hold up to
iron giants, twin colossals of reality and knowledge
Something bigger, hurling headfirst into a hole of sky
Sick with knowing what's on the other side
I'd go anywhere to escape the closing world that contages every continent it touches
and thwart growing up, that mustachioed fiend! that vaudevillain,
some days, it seems all to easy.





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