• Compress the carton of ribbon between fingers of those who find fingers of these. fingers of fish. they swim with me. in an octopus' garden in the shade the shade that holds the darkness like a pillow soft, close, and warm, like horses prancing through a silver storm A storm of silver white Composed of fluffy feathers and of silver spoons and silver knives Everything is silver and everything is gold Whilst everything else Is upside down When you see all those smiles turn to frowns and yet also see those frowns turn to smiles And everyone drinks tea... All day long... Welcome to Ephemeral City My heaven.

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