#creative lenses

Draft #1

Sick face you make  like the poison magnet.  Evacuate away, nobody  lives there, use a few tools on the locks,  like a handy brick, the chandelier on the ground,  mold creeping up  the paper, sitting on a tire, dangling  a cigarette. When a plane flies  overhead you know the city is the skybox. But  not you, undeserving protein,  scientifically problematic,  science is credited,  unlike your dog training education, or the flat world,  and time to sleep.