auriculars
no
was my son’s
seventh
word.
I had asked
permission
to record
what I grandly
thought
to be
the rhetoric
of the nude.
my weirdo daughter
had grown by then
to say
nearby
that heaven
is the distance
to heaven, and god
uses
too many
birds.
no ear
nor entry
in the diary
of my mouth
ached.
kingsoftrain 
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