So much can be traced back to a little red wheelbarrow
and physics of the makeshift. Like memory, fading. A tad worn. But a love of dirt, intact. A line of poetry here or there; the tongue tastes skinny carrots pulled from New Jersey soil.
In the old workroom, his abandoned lamp parts are covered in dust and need a polish. How fun to hide out where he hid out.
set of wrenches rusty top of nail can a metric ruler 2 sets of small hammers what looks like a compact, rouge used up, that she must have used before they went out for a ride in the black Packard that kept breaking down
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ReplyDeleteIn the old workroom, his abandoned lamp parts are covered in dust and need a polish. How fun to hide out where he hid out.
ReplyDeleteset of wrenches
rusty top of nail can
a metric ruler
2 sets of small hammers
what looks like a compact, rouge used up, that she must have used before they went out for a ride in the black Packard that kept breaking down