Bedbugs X

Bedbugs X




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How can windchimes move like that indoors?
Purpose-filled. It had been a man. I envied
them both. Sliding the aftereffect into
a place you can't find it gave her a second wind.
The sun came out, she dreamt. What is the sun dreaming?
Enemies somewhere with voices heard, collaborate in
corridors that stretch so far...there is stilll not
enough room for them. They stand and wait
while the walls lick at them in language no one can understand.
Charging forth into mental history is bold; rattled
upstairs and screaming upstairs again. We simply
can't thicken the barriers enough to pretend
the neighborhood is safe. Wrapped in ecstatic rising
notes, risen thoughts, seasons manifest
in the little shoebox she brought on the trip.
I'm puzzled. The one pretending as I am
puzzled...something is growling. Pretending
to be cute. Wish you'd just come with me.







Next week's seven phrases/groups of words:







-rhythm that can give one pause
-hummingbird heart attack wasted on acid
-how many rings on one hand
-tricking, cackling
-pan across the street for a reason
-make her believe one of us was right
-expecting a fleet of red petals below

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-Adam