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lint
the dust sets on the streets yellow for trees rainbow for oil black for city the water catches it all i step into a puddle ankle deep and uncaring
salmon
i thought today's word would be wizard or maybe lizard salmon is a color and a taste in my mouth from a plant called blue belle it was so small in my hand, it made no sound in the misty morning
crystals
they sing but mineral calcified a latticework of notes that i cannot hear when i press my face to the granite countertop there is a pain in my lower back if i can't hear it at least she is cool on my face
lure
it was a weak line of reasoning they thought the beast had no self control her wild mane and dirty pelt but of course she ate them spat out white bone
shaken
the leaves had started to curl like sleeping fingers when the wind blew softly on them and then slowly i realized that i had made a fist every time you spoke her name
rattle
the toy had a secret inside but she didn't try to open it there didn't seem a point to this mortal body but when we sat on the grass and tried to talk about our feelings i couldn't still my hands i wanted to pry it apart.
projector
flashes please clean the filter some day we will not be able to see through the grime today i schedule a time to wipe my glasses with alcohol instead we go to the bar and decide it's too stuffy outside on the bridge with some traffic it's noticeably more flicker, less sound
encounter
it was a little unusual but the lizard seemed polite it tipped its hat and walked with a grace that betrayed years of bipedalism it seemed to be its way to a hot date or maybe a quinceanera
disaster
or something about silver in clouds a plane passed by us in at least three directions and maybe a few dimensions i told you to duck down and hear the whow whow but instead you laughed loud enough to startle passersby
gears
i'm afraid of getting my hand caught in yours like i'm afraid of pulling the stickers from my socks we will stick and it will be painful except nothing good will grow from this
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