small
vacantsign of the eyes
times the trite misdemeanor self spreadlegged
scene so white. how fitting
gotowar .kill the intended. shut his head down
she fucked as an homage to his death
comatose but for three bubbles hunched deep in the throat
when the windcame windcame up and took the house( goawaywhispergoaway )
the kleenex box landing where it had been before
quietly
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