Whether to have the last word in a train derailing just past
the station or a trained seal of the deal clapping flippers together unbalanced
with fish and an audience delighted by its own absurdity – here we are chasing
our weekends off of the calendar: let me put you down for the ten of clock
july, once the corn is tired of tea and we will hit snooze twice so everyone
will reply to all – ready, set, golden days of fixing it all in the palm of one
small classroom ninth-grade biology while standing on his chair, he would
proclaim his kingdown and we bowed with stippled diagrams obedience and
absurdity but yes he was the kind and he could fix and all those tricks within
those walls because the rules were set and we were safe
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