."There's no poetry between us,"
Said the paper to the pen.
Something's burning in the attic
That her tongue will not defend.
Through the arc of conversation,
Past the teeth behind the smile,
Down the miracle mile
To the bottom of the ladder;
Paint your eyes and hide t.
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