The wide contours of our rabbit hole.

Dewey arrives to type and peck at his blog one day.

He finds that our world temporarily has turned to gray ash,
the people included.

In short, unceremonious, frightening order,
he discovers that his life – our reality – has been ended.

The known world,
the world of appearances,
dissolves at the touch of a finger.
It collapses into dust.”

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