fishes [schools] down
the
waterfall
they fell
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the toolbar is horizontal
down the straight edge
the birds [flocks] dived down
ruins lie on the flat plain
monkeys [troops]jumped up backwards
in slow motion
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absurdity is the norm in this kingdom
where time is disoriented
the place, dislocated
the world illogical.
Stranded, travellers. [groups] search for time, the place,
destination, only imagined.
Words like symbols, nonsensical
like a bear on bicycle trying to sing a song in Khmer
while you drink cocunt drinks, try to find your reflection
all the unfamiliar, even your own skin feels like its in constant slippage.
feathers [bunches] floats around randomly
the world through the glass of a snow dome
shake it. shake it. shake it.
Your search for something to tell you who you are.
Where you are headed for. makes sense.
next to the mixture of the [groups] of people
alll frantic, in their own tongues, balleting to and fro
arrive and depart. come back and leave again.
A passerby, forgetting.
The fishes [schools] are back, leaping up
the waterfall
they fly (again).