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When you really cannot leave your own head.

Everyone agreed the beach find needed a second opinion.

The fringe knows something. The fringe always knows.

Two dreaming minds anchor flesh between mouth and void.

Bat, cleats, socks, mitt, chain-link, three spectators, dirt.

Women in bikinis practice CPR on a beach mannequin.

Cross-filed under Interagency. Pending countersignature, Soul Regulations.

Grief drips from the ceiling, cold and silver-scaled.

Exhibit A entered. Ruling deferred pending hatching.

Scroll rod, three columns, bucket, cow, tumbleweed, farmer, glass, chicken, plate, seal, clouds, arrows.

Everyone absorbed in screens, missing the smoking bread entirely.

The waste extrusion vent is labeled without apology.

Silver hair meets stadium lights, defying every quiet year.

Third filing this quarter. Forwarded to Accumulation Review.

The photographer told them to look cool. They complied.

Eight legs, one heart, dressed for summer wandering.