Palaver keys in formed affection. He was different ages in the dream. Adopted margins, colored in discrepancies to mean political invective. Row of objects in the morning different from a row of the specifics painted in the afternoon some form of bronze. Tell tale affection. She allowed the body to have spoken a known language taught by weather or a film emerged to trace the boundaries between earth and skin. Whatever touch was there, intoned affection. Full barometers walled their findings in the semiautomatic blossoms that refused to wilt. Gathered by breathing. He would have thought her politics...but slowly, gesturing, he moved his preferences to slim the space between the window and the frame.

Tangibles cross protective lines, the skin as we have known it, parcels recollection

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