Bedbugs XLV

Bedbugs XLV


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There's only one way to settle this; put the camera away and remove
your glasses and talk to me without barriers. Sandpaper
memories ingrained in the broken mental track you're
still trying to push rusted carts on. Believing the
sun will still come up, she foraged ahead. Where is the
door in this wretched place? The hallway, I hear
has something in it that's been waiting a long time for you.
She shows up, love between 1 and 2 pm is better than none,
so I'm told. Faith ain't enough to stop your plunge when you
jump from one cliff to another. Your gravitational beliefs are
an override, you agreed to them first. Shells found outside
were precious, taking years for the water to reveal them. Will you
hear me if you put one up to an ear? There's keep him away from
my family, if you know what's special about metal under the surface of
grow a pair and show me, it blurts out. Not at high tide
I won't. I perceive a lighthouse out there, even though
its bulbs are broken; that place is miles away but I can see it.


Next week's seven phrases/groups of words:



-wrenched out of the muscle portion of his leg
-sewn lips shut, as not to cause
-texture of whatever you're thinking
-riots of ideas
-dialogue between you and the color
-sit down and answer the question
-repeating what you just said


-Adam Barnick