candle wax on the squareslike contour maps of lands
&
cigarette ash is clumping
in the crowns of the kings & queens&
minibeasts hike the warped board
as per their night time routine
&
we are dissecting the human world
its bomb fetish & dangerous solipsism
& we get high
& mad on wine
& play chess
or kinda
garden chairs & a bar stool
corned beef & beans
plastic twist in the padlock loop
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