Click click click the tidy
Coughing of electric buttons
Pitter pattering like drops
Of sky, colored black and
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Not til later,
She told the book.
I’m taking a break,
Not taking a look.
What is that playing?
She asked the screen.
You’re music is bad,
It’s far too serene.
I tackled the lamp,
Twisting its neck
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