Thinking a lot about murky water. Watching your spoon disappear from view as it touches the porcelain bottom of your cup of tea, glass surface swallowing it up. Dropping small stones into a lake and following their sideways descent as they shudder against the pressure of the water, turning green and then blue and then fading away. Fish rising to the surface of the ocean from a bottomless black well, shifting from formless shapes to crisp, scaly, unseeing eyes. thinking a lot about how things disappear
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