but no matter how small I can’t escape the noise

suffer the usual restless pick up A put down A once B calls out put down B when C and so on until only cracks in mud though at each

pause I whittle more of an escape from the wobbly platform if the rabbits will have me but the halting

way it unfolds and snarls is a little hat to
wear while everyone else enjoys
their but one gets tired

of the smudges crumpled computers
scabs shattered windows eating for

the photo binging because it’s
popular but once upon a

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