we pulled an old lamp off the curb in brooklyn seventeenth street and it's been just under one month. the rocking chair in here is warped on the left side and it squeaks, so i rock with the rhythm of the music to disguise the razor edge of sound, like nails scratching against blackboard, sounds more like an instument when enmeshed in beauty,
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