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THE DESIGN

A snake crawled along that razor and spilled
it's guts onto the sloping floor
in this very room. It adds much
to the asking price.
The earth is tilted, north by northwest
and first sucked in the clouds
by this very corner. It was a moment
much sought after
by people that wish to
remain anonymous.

There aren't any closets
a discerning eye might find.

Seldom is treason less welcome
than in spring with naked feet on
frigid moss. You could have that,
and your lovely wife too.
A mistimed spill needs just
the right amount of
ice to regain its charm. She'll be right
at home here.

There is no visible door
anywhere in sight.

The dust is merely an emblem, a relic,
A remembered sheen
to enchant the birds with.
The cuckoo brings home nothing sacred,
but the magpie's a different story.

I trust in your pleasure.
I relish your greed.