Lights are intermingling with a gray backdrop
neon underbelly
expressing the linear interior that
guides through slowly, slower than just now. Almost a
crawl without the kneecaps or
a mile flown by Zeno
The heavy creak of a let down
neon underbelly
sustains a blind town watching out for a means to suggest a mystery prize
Our self same surfaces in bubbles of
I thought reaching out for a pop
neon underbelly
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