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scoliosis angelicus or my angel rocks back and forth
my angel rocks back and forth. i have to twist the legs underneath the bed, and stand them on little felt squares, or else the whole house shakes.
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my angel sways back and forth. leaves and rain slap at the windows. my angel falls on our house, bursting through the ceiling of my angel’s room. but she is sleeping with us tonight.
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what happens if one angel is crushed by another?
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scoliosis angelicus
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is there another world where the unthinkable always happens?
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my pathway through possibility is not straight.
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scoliosis angelicus
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my insurance broker sways back and forth. we are covered for fallen angels, he says, but technically this one was in contact with the ground before it impacted the house. unfortunately we aren’t covered for overbalanced angels. we aren’t covered for uprooted angels. we aren't covered against angels that just want to lie down on rickety beds to sink and sleep and splinter.
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for an angel to truly fall is truly unforeseeable.
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list of things that don’t fall in a straight line :
• leaves
• feathers
• my angel
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his finger runs back and forth across the page. my eyes can hardly keep up.
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my angel’s eyes are closed. light switch goes: off, on, off. rain and leaves like hands are slapping at the windows, and knocking on the doors. i wonder if the house will turn to paper mâché.
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sometimes, i rock back and forth like a rickety table. my angel folds up a napkin to put under one of my feet.
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underneath the whole world, a divine orthotic insole.
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fingers
and if its possible to slip through your own fingers i think i did remember your house in herston towering above us bellowing yellow curtains into the wind honey flames fainting over the windowsills city hush all around us and your mums voice, reflecting off the ceiling
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genie
i rubbed the detergent bottle and a lime green genie came out.
i wished for:
a sink filled with sea foam
a kitchen filled with daytime
a day filled with lunchtime
a lunch filled with sea foam
a stomach filled with sea foam
a bed filled with sea foam
a dream filled with sea foam
a lung filled with sea foam
an eye filled with ceiling
a sky filled with sea foam
a future filled with kitchen sink
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hinges
i am letter W.
i go down and come up and go down and come up again.
in soft grass round side of house, under kitchen window.
world breaks out in hinges and folds up around me.
so quiet inside.
your voice.
leaks through bathroom door.
as i leak through side of head.
in soft grass round side of head.
under kitchen window.
light.
leaks through bathroom door.
hinges.
your voice.
x-rays me.
stomach breaks out in hinges.
folds up inside me.
so quiet outside.
under kitchen window.
just dish sounds.
and your voice.
geologically surveying me.
they record to use for submarine sonar.
doesn’t sound same.
cubic kilometres of chance.
rare minerals.
speaker:
youfff donftf getfff itf. fif it isn't fffffsomfethinffg yfou cfffan justf fffff‘find’. my words comffefff inf colouffrs you cfan’ffffft fsee. ohffffff ffyou’re gofinfffg to ufse thffffis asffff the f refffcorffding? it’s fff peofffplefff like fffffff yfou tfffhatff reaffflly gfet fffffunder fffmybathroom skin ffdoor.f ffffthat ffreally make f mkitcheny blood windoboilw f. fffffffffff. ffff f fffff fff fffffffff fff ffff’f fff ffffff ‘fff ffffffffff’. fff f fffff fffff f fff fffff f; fffffffff, ffff, fff, ffff. ffffffffffffffffffffffffff—
best scientists, technicians, managers:
doesn’t sound same.
earth:
doesn’t sound same.
real thing.
millilitres of trust.
leak under bathroom door.
millimetres of crush.
hinges.
ultrasound.
us.
- that time i slipped over and cracked my head open on the toilet bowl and then immediately got my finger stuck in a door.
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