cold objective snaps of extreme alarm
Developing hard won illustrative horrors
Jeopardising wellbeing on every front
Sending their Polaroid scrolls to dark rooms
Downloading pictures
But never the outraged memory
Bringing the worlds madness
To our morning porches
Delivered by young boys that reads
Hardy boys and captain America
Cranking and ringing their bells
They leave
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