an attempt
to slip through,
slide
away
from
the myth...into
............. a playground
..... joys...gut-terrors...
........... dizzy,
headless
run
hop-slam-spin
on
a platter...whooping
whoosh.......thud-thump...
into
the
shallow
sand
at
the bottom
of the two-humped
shining creature....
let me stay here with the ones who aren't allowed to visit...whose noses drip on their flimsy
clothing whose shoes were not purchased at the finer stores...they laugh and shriek they relish fear as an exploding toy that does not kill....let me stay.......let me stay..
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