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Dun Sky, Undone
Summer skies. So blue. Such blues. So blue. Whitepuffs idly swoop by, never idling. On the move. For bluer skies? A part of the sky fell out today. A tiny bit. A tiny tiny bit. Hardly matters, this bit except, I suppose, to it. (And I.) And you? This blue. Fell from the sky, today. I held it in my hand. I cried out. I looked around. (I may have pled.) I held the blue dead sky in my palm, to my heart, and tried to find another piece in this life its place. I tried. It died. I cried out. It did not cry out. I looked around. It did not look around. Wherefrom did it come? Whereto shall it go? Whereto do I aim my questions, too? A bit of the blue sky fell from the blue sky, today. A bit of the blue sky fell to silent still soil, today. I have no questions for men in hats. I have no quarrel with pretend gods. I have no qualm with calm fate. I just want to know - I need to wonder at - If a speck of feathered blue sky falls from the sky, what is left of sky? What is left of us. What is left to us? I wonder. Where the blue sky fell is there now black? Is there now white? I set the sky upon a stone. -ShhDragon
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