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 001206 ... eh? anamaria slips down flights of scrim. her upper legs zip doooooooooooown the fabric 040412 what's it to you? who go blather from