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sea octa arms

Is the internet an evolution of the bill board?

I am driving down the highway
and to the curious right of me there is a sign
that reads things, layered and exhausted
from sleeping outside, or not sleeping at all
with all those yellow letters outlined in navy blue. do you

ever think maybe, just maybe the bird wants
to be a jellyfish after all: retro, inhabited, illuminated and endless. instead its valiant flight one day falls.

Are we the only species afraid to die and still live on Sunday couches and over caffeinated dehydrated desktops? do textbooks tell the story of the things we cannot see? I don't remember what I had for breakfast.