Grotus
Luddite
Running in slow motion, almost inreverse. (The dream always beginsthe same way). At first, no one elsearound is affected. Everything looksthe same, but in the wrong time. Imove my mouth but the sound won'tcome. Heat wave lines ripple up like aTV dream. The sun stays high. notsetting. And then the sound startsslipping around. Linear time clocksucks in backwards. Looking outahead to the past, to a better time.I'm passing myself. See me runningby. Relief in a dream of the world.running in rewind.
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