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Enough Enough would offer a side of well lit lemon rind said sharply as if the underlying grid dissolved for more than an inch or two it was there we lay to fold when not was the better perhaps hindseeing Was irritating the others who trailed

Frail dust grains first loose then held shivering around any small advance laps into that shore some melt some flame tricked into the hollowed bow touched the next light caught And then left answers too numerous and full to grasp drop way back

Crawl from shell lids half shut neck born again glass sweating speechlessness of a kind face contorted by rictus as if already embalmed in the corridors of the asylum these spirits smoke Mutter tremor habits circumscribed pillowed bricks sweat

Delve Delve granite phone call suppose interim corners until unopened cluster paint as passage inert silk covers one breast look baroque perforations begin to snow lights were left on to encourage others To adopt pears and wait until they ripen

Angel threadbare cloth straw wings fringed puzzled grey imp indistinct as water stained gesture perhaps raised elbows feet or heave to turn chiffon spread grave dweller grist of creasing Dust lit stone yards of soft acid flowers rain

Sleep Sleep has mountains queer ladders descending catacombs of melancholic mumbling offering extracurricular activities sweet matriculations swings sharp suits ballrooms dresses Gowns in decrepit deco end of the pier pavilions abandoned

Day Day Day of obscure origin scrutiny falls the adjacent horizon the deserted curve also at the root meaning to burn transfuse shine as currents braid hair that rhythm walking supposed New sequences each layer laid one over under makes blur