Even with this memory, there is a fixed distance.
The length of the body
and the longitude between
Do you want to stay?
In the house with the tea kettle and the warning ghost
Or the drama of origin—
The catalogue of things:
The human figure becomes a dishcloth—the archtypical
antihero. He is the last one indoors for
supper, the first one to see the clouds separate
into a September. If it weren’t for the month, the character
would ride his bike less often and we
wouldn’t know his mother died in August.
I know a good idea,
but it depends on snow.
not bulb. I was