Zero zero linger longer - present
we democrafy, one three nine
some foot tap
some waddle
raft of doze wools my eyes
7 zero six
this dull mind now slide down
numerals melt
so help you God,
what is your summons number?
digits fragment, plunk, descending octaves
ladder of metal-wrapt strings
vibrating.
"Challenge, my Lord."
Crown discontent.
As accused stands red, haggard, ragged
in the box
grey hair strands droop
chin reticulated
eyes swimming
gut hulking
Did he kill her?
Chimneys on Rivoli
12 years ago
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