victoria

[Cereal]

the house left in the middle of the road
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ambers drift through a cyclone of gucci gold
a succubus bruised fusing mold loosely sold
dusted off and unwanted kept like my daughters
alive ballerinas looking at slaughter houses that taught her
foward we forth like 4th of july supporters
short straw aborting snorting about being poorpers
coins and notes found to have a purpose
cold some days scarfs found in this empty works with us
an old camera was found in the house film supplied
magnified perception entertainment to profile
supplied story after story in the house of choirs
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strangely there was umbrella when we thought was bad luck
what were these people like trust