Radio Transmission from Parallel Universe
a scary poem
Radio Transmission from Parallel Universe
Some clearings have a cabin
with a ladder to the sleeping loft
and behind the cabin, a meadow ringed by firs
and a tree swing with rope so long
a good push puts you up and out above the trees,
your bare feet stamped upon the sky.
Some roads lead to the ocean’s shore.
Some beaches stay deserted.
See the inland tidepool l…
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