"Won’t some dice decide most now?" —@anthonyetherin.bsky.social
Another Look at the Mesozoic
You can dance the night if day waits, unafraid,
for this understand-
ing that feels so fine at nighttime then to climb
up to where the brain
has its lonely dome of bone home, and explains,
not without some pain,
that the one whose dancing takes place, in the dark,
supervised by none,
is the world instead of mad-man… will it work?
try it on your next
moon’s noon.
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