Yet cozy and flexed
Or is that my kitchen window
Stretching her new found view effects?
The house now, makes snow
Or heaves a humid afternoon, this is all grand.
Ain’t we all Performateers?
In the floorboards now a little water
From the storm, now a little ocean
With sea women, sea teeth, an ambience of drowning.
Now to so comfy, the particulars are dispersing
Some toad evolution to the movie-plex,
The fist piecing together a glancing
At your fixed leg, at the tree you stake to;
Some ambulating variable gaining strength by use.
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