I get it | it falls fast thus far | then faster | equally | etc. | while the dream apples walled in with me | soften in time

silk dress head of model wearing surgical mask

  the vast

          how hard

   to redact it

        how hard    

to  live

             on the edge of it   

hard enough

to escape

   to escape  

the rusty

orchards

  and on the edge of achieving

          materiality

   to fail by

          not trying to    

        not try

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