Tonight I have almost no words for you.
Be quiet to hear them.
The dwarf is bones in the keep.
The mind is still,
The mound is solid,
The solid is a bone.
The dog takes the bone and chokes.
Did you hear them?
I didn't, I heard the refrigerator.
I heard it kick to life and
I hear Susana sing.
The singer is quiet, almost a whisper.
In short breathes.
Can you hear her singing?
Because right now, at this moment, I can't.
I can't hear her sing.
Instead I hear the cough and the mound,
but the mound is silent,
and the cough has since ceased.
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