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It's amazing, perhaps even
downright baffling how
a people could exist in
such a manner.
Two for the tank,
Two for the driver,
glug, glug, glug, and
a-chug-a-chug-chug.
Green trees, blue skies,
concrete and steel--
it all seems no different
than before.
Yet somehow it is-
somehow by tracing the
Jet Stream east
I have found the anomaly.
A world slightly off tilt,
equally balanced by a people
who seemingly stand at an angle
less than ninety to the floor.
A world where left is right, and
Right? I'm not quite sure what
Right is at the moment, except
that it surely isn't right.
The path continues, although
I can't quite make out the
point of which to join
it at the moment.
The path continues, and I
suppose the tilt may be greater
up ahead, and next time
I may just fall down.