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Go, I said (a slinky)

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Go, I said (a slinky)

Go, I said, my mouth full of wormwood, when the lies like larvae crawled out of your wood-work, that rude wooden city you stabled us in, woodlice and mildew, its gates monumentally breached by that old wooden horse-full constructed from wood I never could see for trees. Go, I said, to your wooden face, in a wooden voice, saw-blade tongue spitting chips: I will lop you like deadwood, split you down to heartwood, stack you up for cord-wood and burn you like bridges, like the banged-up wooden idol of a newly ousted god. Go, I said, the word itself a pinewood door colliding with its wooden frame-- and you woodenly went, soundless but for
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Go, I said (a slinky)

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Go, I said (a slinky)

Go, I said, my mouth full of wormwood, when the lies like larvae crawled out of your wood-work, that rude wooden city you stabled us in, woodlice and mildew, its gates monumentally breached by that old wooden horse-full constructed from wood I never could see for trees. Go, I said, to your wooden face, in a wooden voice, saw-blade tongue spitting chips: I will lop you like deadwood, split you down to heartwood, stack you up for cord-wood and burn you like bridges, like the banged-up wooden idol of a newly ousted god. Go, I said, the word itself a pinewood door colliding with its wooden frame-- and you woodenly went, soundless but for
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Fruitbat

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Fruitbat

A portrait is a flat mechanism. In suit and tie or dress, some stooped at the base of couches dragged into frame and then left there, staring forward. It does not matter who, the people in portraits belong to the immaculate house of the past where no one has ever lived and the furniture is simple wood propped up by a dowel or a sheaf of papers, solid oak wrapped tight with gossamer thin cloth. Even this is untrue, for the ones who know about gossamer are now dead, stock set in memories born still for the things hinted in them had not happened. The brown tinged wood was not illuminated by a light cast outside the photograph, swaying in a foye
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Merge

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Merge

The mountain is hidden by mountains of clouds and the seagulls and I are watching ice lace up the riverside. In the half-light the water alloys, lines of bronze and steel and the city lights stretch out to see themselves in that burnished mirror.
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Well, i was away on business last week (yay Prague!) so happy late birthday - still thinking of you.
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Happy Birthday, sorry about the clone trooper birthday cake, the fangirls hijacked it!
Happy Birthday!
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