(el)all(ev)i(ating) skys
eye’d like to th?nk d(fl)ying is like
getting h & then suddenly
g
i
h
s a i g in2 the wind.
w y n
f-o-r-ming clo(wns)uds who cry
e r t t e r
do
o O o
wn
w s e y w s
wa
l r l
rds,(re)growing f, p f, and
wonder?ng if perpetual (e)motion(s)
actually exi[s]t (the earth)?