I would like to know if 360 degrees have a world aglow with day and night tight where the political clues lead someplace right so life don’t end in wars that say good night walking through the desert storms generally around haboobs are norms over landcscapes known with satellite pictures vast spaces shrunk and with city spots sink dust to dust piles of crumblin concrete and nothing’s too lively nothing too neat streets point to the nowhere that was somewhere before death came a knockin on everyone’s front door Marvelous egression from long legged white birds standing in ocean foam searching for fish things that go on unseen below distracted with greed, taken by undertow Third world wars traditional warp time around painting curt dreams with crunchy pretzel frowns Give the jimmies to the da sein give the pass over to morrows liv the time with hope and windows for a future above not below
