ducks float on the lake
lily pads gently shudder in their wake
peaches grow on the trees
this is the paradise where i come from
if summer is one long day
then it is morning
and i am ready for a swim
the water is cool
carry your belongings
from your dwelling
we go together to this place
you dream awake now
the sun seats itself at earth's table
then a gear rolls away
its mechanism has no secrets
everything is intended
this bar and grill closes in half an hour
drunkenly adjust your frame
civilization is irony for those into the world
the boat is a drawing above your head
what age is this asked you?
i have a tendency to forget this age is still happening
have not been aware of it since the times i was young and drunk
thank god i am young and drunk
another beach beckons
yet i haven't swam yet
my skin is a crackling hide
it is burning me, my inside is thrust outwards as such
you are called upon to command
can you find an eternal office?
this is not the place for you
the young siren suggests
indicating the lines
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