the irony of the day makes me drift into space.
as if these days on earth weren't complicated enough.
daily complications beginning to fall back into place.
with the counteraction sitting behind it on the rough.
but i sit on realities edge while others argue if it's still round.
just stuffing things into book bags as i sound off the alert of my departure
no need for the clumsiness though
im only signing off to daydream a little.
ill leave my head just in the clouds jus for you.
as if availability wasn't sitting on the curb already
look for it there tho, just in case u need to send up a bat signal or two
time off is is time to be on the system.
ride astro belts and visit satellites just to take a look back.
stupid as i may be,
im still looking out here for signs of life.
leave behind the last act in the last chapter that ceased to exist.
Alpha Centauri never looked this great from a patch of grass.
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