it was a fleeting thought
blurring by like a
nightlit downtown
it did exist
it was tangible,
it was so tangible
but now he's not sure where it went
it seemed to float off
a crimson balloon
filled with platelets
popping in the heavens and
scattering into abyss
nestled into ether
somewhere between
the pacific and sirius
somewhere where
it's now shining away
a slow burn until its
collapse, folding into the
deepest blankets of void
but until then
he still wonders where it went
or more, how it got there
but he knows that he can still
see it in the crude oil skies
a constant, in the
blur of a passing downtown
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