A world of fiction has unlimited time
Non fiction is guarded by a ticking clock
And the hands move more rapidly then a journalists feet
Fiction presents many entrances with open door policies
While reality simply stands among happy and sad truths
Fiction must plug it's plot holes and fence off any disbelievers from the story
So that rhetoric doesn't murder the sublime
Writing unites surrealism with grounding facts
Ideally I would like to shoot up into the sky on a rhinoceroses back
But when I start to forget what my brothers eyebrows look like,
I can inject an itch in the rhinos ears
So that we land on the hardwood floors of my bedroom
With the San Francisco sunlight poking through the blinds
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