Friday 11/04/2011 11:59:00 PM

envious shadows chase their tails. the wall. the window. the stairs. a perpetual conundrum. their proximity paradox. their relationship crucial. to everything she is.

measured in potency we are infinitesimal. burning matches briefly molesting dead leaves.

she sleeps on her side. so she can see it when her eyes first open. the breadth of the world. as it weakly blinks into existence.

the lion and the monkey. they bicker over how long the winter is.

the cold just listens.

she sleeps on the edge of the bed. so she can be close to falling.

the nail and the hammer. argue over the reality of hell and heaven. while the princess and the witch. debate the distance between them.

the cold just listens.

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