We'll ignore for a moment the magnitude of the cosmic situation in which we find ourselves in careening through the endless void
We'll pay no mind to the neurons sizzling and popping in our angel heads
Wink Wink
This moment
This now
And the city
Never fall in love with an Idoru
Lust for the cluster of pixels sprayed on retinal screens
Patterns colors sounds
Sense impressions that make up the fragments of each day.
Here we have an ocean
A guy blowing his horn
Rippling waves
Swaying
The little boats on the bay.
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