and they wore red coats
and that is not a good sign
this isn't going to be good.
and you will know them by their shells.
you will think you know them well.
clam up for a spell
just to spit it out
the shell of a worm
left rotting
maybe the bare bones are less like facts and more like
spirits
rising
"yet the frame held up:
we passed the flame: we wonder
what saved us? what for?"
-h.d. "The Walls do not Fall"
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