pretending to be children,
lonesome
giant, in some
unadorned, bigger somewhere,
busy cutting something,
you saw:
“on the… out at…
with to… and, no!
as did… and other…
do…”
I ready to believe
you,
your talk,
always steady
end in more
communication
your lines could
you
I , too
we
out of that cubicle
no end to where we go, do,
in the city of you,
you.
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