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The flea market is the sea. A brain #jump, but hear me out. It all ends up there, and if not it, then its reflection. See. I understand things. In the sea, all things are near. I am sorry I lived on land for so long.#vss365

Cockroaches in the bath and #angels in the balcony, and the hot dust on the parked cars. Dark stairways where cats stalk out stray griefs. Prop up the table with an ashtray, prep the fan with a wire. Until new ghosts move in and with careful fingers remake everything. #vss365

Thank you!!!

Thank you!

But then they found that #wormhole language deactivated some of the effects of space travel. How they laboured. Vowels came out distorted, consonants twisted their muscles. But in the tired silences, a sound. Deep, shiny, like the blue earth in a dark well. #vss365

Etymological

Thank you!!

#Contrarian words huddle in the wardrobe. Few people see them: small kids forced to learn foreign languages, and big people who can't focus at work. They want to mean not what they mean. Not fair. Too hard too awkward, too uptight, oh my unlost eymological brethern.
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A rare hot day, and all the trees look wiser. My kitchen is roomier and full of imagined houses. Street vendors, magicians and #deviant thoughts show up. At the sea I pick up an old stone with a hundred faces. To counsel me words when it gets cold again.
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Och. Yes. :)

I'm to get the message from the #savant. I don't know what he looks like, so I chat up men with beards. Unless he keeps wisdom elsewhere. I don't know what the message is either. I try them all with bad jokes. I forget who gave me the mission. Everything depends on it? #vss365

Thanks for imagining them!

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Some #skirmish or other, but the spirits were grumpy and less giant. This made for a tough hike. Without their help, the forest needed to be thoroughly imagined with nearly every step. We used machetes. I worried I'd lose him or fail to imagine a bridge across the swamp. #vss365

Ha ha. Yes. It does feel like that! Great to see you and thanks for the warm welcome!

I missed you!!

Make a #taffeta net with golden hooks. Catch some air, herds and droves of it. Enough to breathe, a bit to spread out the carpet. Too long underground. Too long hid in lamps and dusty rubies. Air. They say it looks like silk and shine like jade. #vss365