ski down the hopes
of a rheumatoid arthritic
hominid, a walking talking fast
chewing, klondike eating, hibernating
, seeing, believing in god almighties last night
waking up dreaming of eating turkey sandwiches vociferated
with ant carcasses and juicy cranberries, sieved with
Ongston's last bones.
frazzled white nights are falling slowly in a wind
whipped solar system, when the end
of the season is meaning
that it will be piles of mints
. the whole candy store.
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