Every day a new dose
Of reality is injected
Into our brain and blood
The hypodermic sun
Willing everything into being
And then putting it all to sleep
With her little stepchild Reality
Too much to take in at once
But doled out in clouds
Beauty gets broken down
And then built up again
What else could be holding us up
We who are still learning
To leave ourselves behind
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