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  • Herein lies a sorry tale of fear, and panic, and lies for sale.

    Hashtags and ampersands; leopards and katydids. Battles fought though time but not space, invisible. Intangible. Yet oh so invasive. [Word salad, word ballad--a melody of pixelated functions.]

    Fall vs autumn: List pros and cons.

    Sentences: Broken, jagged, hinting yet concealing, never revealing, every train of thought. Track Six: I wrote a story. six words. It was published. Huh. Fancy that. Track seven: The cat on my back is purring and fussing over his paws, soft warm comforting fascist that he is. Track five: Numbers, numbers are everywhere and everything and they remind me of the clock, tick tick tick tock tock tock, and a day without numbers would be lovely. Silver and purple. Safe.
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