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Happy new year!
Happy birthday!



Lets shave lyrical. Waxing will probably be painful.
*buzz*
*buzz*
*buzzz*
electric shaver.

Stubble-free skin!

A drop of purple into a circle of blue will be the falling of the sky into an ocean of glass.
The sky slides into the ocean on an upturned china plate.
White and blue. White and blue. Dragons and lotuses swirl into the sea on a porcelain mystery.
Where lies land’s end?
An alabaster divinity turns its cheek, the creak of bleached bones.
Beached on a distant shore, distanced timelike from now to there; the gods do not share their immortality.
Timelike. Now to there crosses the same sky, but we grow old.
Who remembers anyway?