plaster
startfires at the pale wall staring blank
and indignant
unblinking and unmoving
smoke in the attic
bright orange and red glow in the window
burning down
cracking wood
the new walls stand
in their plaster-oblivious state
cold and unstable
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eh? anamaria slips down flights of scrim. her upper legs zip doooooooooooown the fabric 040412
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