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Strawberry-kiwi soy milk stains the grooves next to the spaghetti. |
| when your ears turn against you and the world goes silent all of the drumming water on the back of your neck makes sense, with all of the noises inside coming clear through your ears, inside out and perfect. blend and grate away your anger, until it blasts onto the ceiling when you remove the lid, strawberry-kiwi soy milk stains the grooves next to the spaghetti that decorates like birthday-party silly string inset your ideas into a fear ask until you hear that life was so different then, life was so different than life is so different now. and drive down the highway, asking please and thank-you as you send her on her way down route thirty-three going west, balance things to make your mother's college boyfriend believe in the integrity of high school juniors and their hearts. |