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>Lovely short sentences. I was lost in the simple >reverie, then agony of loss. The bitterness is clear. > Loved it. > > > > > >>No Longer >> >>No longer a lover, >>No longer a writer. >> >>See how the words spit >>Lifelessness. >> >>Broken line segments, >>No curves, no dancer, >>No dance. >> >>If these words were >>In an attic, they'd >>Be in a cardboard box, >>Covered with the kind >>Of dust that makes you >>Want to sneeze, but maybe >>You don't. >> >>In this same cardboard box, >>There are old receipts for >>Electric bills once paid, >>Shit like that. >> >>The attic is unfinished, >>More of a crawlspace than >>An attic, and there are >>No windows, and it's >>Hot and stuffy. >> >>Throw the damn box away, >>Who left that here? >> >>-Gray Squirrel

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