Words read upside
down, written
at an angle, the floor vibrates
when people pass by. Sticks
for the wobbly
table—that one’s mine.
I will use
any excuse to be this
shaken without visible calamity.
Words read upside
down, written
at an angle, the floor vibrates
when people pass by. Sticks
for the wobbly
table—that one’s mine.
I will use
any excuse to be this
shaken without visible calamity.
Love the imagery!
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Thanks Matt.
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