withOUT sound there
IS no story
2:00 a.m. a SOURED
apple moon One note
SONG
under THE bed
a COFfeE table
book about canARIES
a head ACHE an appointment
AN INfection
it must BE dark
outside no MOON in
my mouth tasting
HUNG
over NO car
on the street
OUTside
silence A BOx of
kleenEX we are
in THIS world
by our SELVES
WITH infinite
deTAILS
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