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25 in the other room sound effects affecting my concentration the cat peers over the monitor in my ears is classic “bullet-on-metal-during-climactic-scene” noise a piece of mouth for laborious cinema lunar fits and firefly mouthpieces between frames the flicker to come a piece of dark bigger than you ever thought 26 ought to be no one always in a mobile home its character defined by sides decorated like shit stains ought to be motoring across this nation righting all wrongs with an ancient comic book power no one asked you your heroic opinion your wings always a sudden impediment 27 admit it news footage depicts ghosts and only ghosts things surveilled we do not believe in or else we would be with them in angry streets choosing cause or helmet or despair or all of these spirits only appear because they so fully believe in themselves their ethereal ability to engage us in the way they burn drugstore smoke chokes the yōkai reporter his spectral tears burning real holes in the firehose 28 a daytime moon hovers over spring leaves it is my favorite satellite look at all it is we do daring to orbit one another green to this place we call home a daytime moon aligns all the longing pours it through a hole in the sky the data suggests we miss the point all-together pointing weapons at one another fingers, words, the illusion of being able to see 29 to future explorers of territories not shown on any physical map a world of grass existed here the thatch gave way underfoot a discovery greater than hollow earth each threatened memory a world of gunfire and faces too behind each pane of glass a trigger 30 after heavy rain the frogs return their song peripheral a chorus bored with the worn psalter smell of jasmine weary Spring’s futile excuses for de-friending the world worn into vinyl grooves of the album played always in the dark and then backwards again the candle croaking with each flicker run run now run
