¨§§¨¨§§¨§§                                          §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§                                          §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§                                          §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§                    \\                    ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§                   \  \                   §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\    \~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§                   \  \                   §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§                    \\                    ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§                                          §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§  in a black rubbery sleep i dream about  ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§         cold boiling asphalt and         §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§       crimson emergency flares...        ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§                                          §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§                    \\                    ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\  \~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§                    \\                    ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§                                          §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§    they were tearing down statues, and   ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§  bellowing their manifest, in the rain,  §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§               in the dark,               ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§                                          §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§     and something followed me out, a     ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§  yearning. a memory of being touched by  §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§     a ray from a raspberry sun. still    ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§  there, everything would be gritty and   §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§   full of tar. rain upon it. but then a  ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§  few bright and colorful anomalies. and  §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§           a promise for more.            ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§                                          §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§  like waking up with a business card in  ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§              your pocket...              §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§   a feather boa wrapped around a velvet  §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§  lizard, surfacing for milliseconds at a ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§    time, calling, tugging at my arms.    §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§   begging me to sink back down and be    ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§  with them, with their kind. easy to get §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§  washed away from the tether, from the   ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§               way back up.               §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§                                          §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§  but i cannot go. the consequences would ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§   be too large. especially since i'm in  §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§    the work mill and they've got their   ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§   eyes on me already. the feeling will   §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§  wane, and i will miss it, and cease to  ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§        understand. like every day.       §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§                    \\                    §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§                   \  \                   ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\    \~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§                   \  \                   ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§                    \\                    §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§                                          §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§                                          §§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§                                          §§¨§§¨¨§¨§