a conversation on stilts

“sweet dreams,”
said the

starfish
to the

marionettes
that live

within the
small anthill,

“sweet dreams,
and goodnight,”

said the pouring rain
to the toolelt,

“salut, parle plus tard,”
said the beginning

to the unholy end.

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