Plymouth Sundance
- David McDevitt
- Oct 17, 2022
- 1 min read
Plymouth Sundances
You spin as rust flies from what contains you. This is black outer space, you are Saturn, and
you have rings. Be nice and send a text message. Say: I’m here. Please, so we know.
The interior light of your container is not on. I can’t see in. The starlight on the windows are
points, not lines. I can’t see into your container, but I see a beautiful image.
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