OVERNIGHT MEETS
I dreamt of Prynne on roller skates.
Khaki shorts, white shirt. In his prime, probably just getting those
first replies from Olson.
The young acolyte and the father
watching for submission
breathing pressure
the skull afraid
saying do not
fear the darkness
go forwards
there are three grins to guide you
they glow; that scene at the forest bus stop
the acorn drops on Totoro’s head
and he sneezes
phnneeshshshaaaa.
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