August 15, 2014

“My arteries are beautiful. That is what you tell me. I want to listen to the celestial symphony. I should have known you would follow me here. You wandered the length of three deserts in order to find me. You were there in the silent room all that time ago. Instead of hearing me, you heard yourself. Your throat was so loud in your head. Your eardrums popped each time you swallowed. In addition to beautiful arteries, I have lovely thumbs and pretty knees. My ankles are inspiration. My shoulder blades are the bones that might launch a thousand ships, or at least three fleets of luxury automobile.”

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