Absurdities accrue,
black transforming into blue,
then to black,
and back again to blue,
as I let the talking heads
tell me, one more time,
what's true.
Just here,
I feel a dent in my shoe,
and look down to see
a hardened mass of brown goo,
oddly, suddenly missing
the glistening of
this morning's dew.
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