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Grey skies witness four souls summoning sound from strings.

Even flies, it turns out, prefer staying in.

Man eats eyeballs while creature offers more on platter.

The self blooms twice, tender and unasked.

Wild thunder, caged beside a sleeping afternoon.

Where claws hold candles and strange creatures share bread.

Hands in dark earth, water rises to meet the sky.

Even the sun showed up with cartoon enthusiasm.

Tickle me Stalin

Finally, a store dedicated to the body's forgotten middle child.

Strange souls gather where judgment quietly waits.

Simple line drawing of a small seated animal.

Fish therapist sprays doctor, fish cult worships him.

Doctor examines giant worm-creature wearing a top hat.

Animated broom scolds seated man in living room.

Silver hair meets stadium lights, defying every quiet year.