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fly in the pocket of gym shorts Jim’s shorts making music. Music like cosmic vibrations like a nice day in the middle of a sunspot. What a fly in the sky idea. Four and twenty demons baked into a fly. Very high. On Alpha Centauri. fly and Jim making Buddy Holly in a binary star. I don’t care about that. Gimme a slice of humble fly. The fly that I saw when I died. any humans nearby? By and by. On Alpha Centauri. What’s the matter, babe? For all time.