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morning lines #137

9/7/2017

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She threads her teeth, like buttons,
one by one, in slow consternation,
onto a length of floss, thinking herself
clever for choosing floss over the
solid imaginary line that goes from
her comfortable bed to the
​blue-yellow moon.
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