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Procedurals

Scrape the tar from the bones and set them
in a pile beside the bed, they should be dry by morning.

Do not dance before yourself like a hulking beast,
nor trip on the shadow that embraces your feet.

Try not to hear the machine's insidious whisper.
In future stand, so that dead fishes do not fall in your lap.

Seek error. Forgive soot. Let the lion find his own way
about the house, and provide him a swinging door. Feed the lion.

Take pleasure in the white bones, the finger bones,
and find a clavichord on which they may spell out their songs.

Be not at home. Be not elsewhere.
Choose companions wisely and trust them far.

-- April Bernard



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