yabby you
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slightly grayish day
sitting in the Thule radar station underground wintertime, Greenland
work nonstopPolar Bears shooting at you - yes they do!white ground and the black sky of nothingness aroundbig radar goes around and around, barely audiblesee tiny lights of jets landing
taking off
landing againout here there is room for silence
tiny bar on base, Bar-biturate, sleepy place for tired souls
they play Yabby Youlife at home seems so very distant and unreal
what are my friends doing?
sad - they closed my favorite coffee shopplaying some Addams Family pinball
dogs sleeping under pool tables
they have Ms Pac man toolife is not moving fast out here, no frames of reference
but it is like a retreat from home
wherever home might be?