Sunday, November 23, 2014

6096. THE INCREDIBLE FIRE HAS SPREAD

THE INCREDIBLE 
FIRE HAS SPREAD
The man with the mandible is icing his cake, the
lights have been strung like a celebration, dipping 
in the middle to lower the room. Dimness is a new
reflection, while I am standing alone. This fellow 
here, he holds a jagged peak. The lady next to him
is hollow. Not for nothing are the readers of this
sledge undaunted  -  their money can get them
anywhere they like. Exchanging pictures of the  
marlins off the coast, or their children on the 
boats. I feel like a toast left out of the toast.
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I can give you fourteen dollars for the thing you
just said, if you'll only promise to never take it 
back. The incredible fire has spread.

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