Lowland Hum folded flowers

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Hive, picture the inside of a beehive. Eu de amber light. Perfection in a clock design. Whatever helps you sleep at night, you’re a bee in the hive. Let me just see your calm face. Remember that it is not a race. We’re just folded flowers. Invent an unknown animal and observe him playing on the front lawn: velvet nose to the ground, ears at attention. Go to your friends and say, “What do you see in me? Am I an animal?” Let me just see your calm face. Remember that it is not a race. We’re just folded flowers. Sometimes in my dreams people don’t have faces. Features are blurred, I can’t make out the shapes. It doesn’t bother me much. It’s just like my waking life: people all around me, eclipsed by my me-sight.

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