WE’RE DRENCHED IN THE HONEY OF EACHOTHER AND WE...

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WE’RE DRENCHED IN THE HONEY OF EACHOTHER AND WE CAN’T THINK

STRANGERS ARE COLLECTING OUTSIDE OUR HOME

WE CANNOT HEAR WHAT THEY WANT BUT THERE APPEARS TO BE SOME URGENCY TO THEIR DEMANDS

ALL OUR THINGS ARE STICKY AND WE’RE SWIMMING THROUGH THE LIVING ROOM

EVERYTHING IN THIS HOUSE IS OURS BUT WE NO LONGER WANT IT

BARELY EVEN RECOGNIZE IT

WHAT’S THIS, I ASK, HOLDING UP A VASE

BUT YOU JUST SHRUG YOUR SHOULDERS

WHAT’S THIS, YOU ASK, GESTURING TOWARD THE COFFEE TABLE BUT THEN CARRYING THE GESTURE ACROSS THE ENTIRE ROOM

AND I SHRUG MY SHOULDERS TOO

TPHD