the dustless surface.
my hair would have volume.
my head would blow up.
when it falls to the floor
we won't have to live
in the red mess.
i'd kick the light
or trip over the door.
no matter what the mess
we won't have to step in it.
But we would see it
when we look up.
how often does one
look up?
we are right now.
we're talking
about living in it.
Haha I love it! Reminds of me when I was younger and would think about if the house was upside down and what it would be like if the ceiling fan were a chair.
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