Begin message from L. Here's where
the sitting takes the place of hind legs, the place of strep.
This is where the sitting calls, the tintype voice,
the click of keys.
This is where the hounding stuns,
the fresh rescue of tides.
This is where the pale lot, the unsung riches, the clang,
the trail, the pot.
This is where the high cold, the sour scent, the trash.
Here, here, come down.
Date, November 17th, 12:54.49 AM.
To S.
Where the sitting takes the place of hind legs,
the place of strep.
This is where the sitting calls, the tintype voice,
the click of keys.
This is where the hounding stuns,
the fresh rescue of tide.
This is where the pale lot, the unsung riches, the clang,
the trail, the pot.
This is where the high cold, the sour set, the trash.
This is where the here.
This is how the sitting works, a place of hindered beef,
a sieve of coffin gruel.
Here are cowards troubled in their sleep.
Here's where the sitting, the place of hindsight,
of strep and infected brothers.
This is where the lover calls, his tintype jaw,
the click of keys.
This is where the battle prefers to go, the stunning refuse,
the barrel, the tides.
This is where the monkey trails off,
responsibility ends, the banks all shut.
This is where the cold begins, the putrid whiff of child.
Here is where the sitting, the place of deer,
the place of strep.
This is where the sitting calls, the tintype voice,
the click of keys.
This is where the hounding stuns, the rescue of tides.
This is where the pale lot, the clang of trail.
This is where the high cold, the sour scent, the trash.
Here is how the sitting works, a place of hindered beef,
a sieve of coffin gold.
Here are cowards troubled in their sleep.
Here's where the sitting, a place of infected brothers.
This is where the site where the lover calls, the tintype jaw
and the click of keys.
This is where the battle prefers to go,
the stunning refuse the barrel of tide.
This is where the money trails, the banks all shut.
This is where the cold begins, the moldy whiff of child.