pseudo
between the house of the first suicide
and the house of the second
there’s one
with a dog door.
the moms all work at the same ghost jail.
the dads say things like
/ finally a parrot I can hear / & / in hell
nobody steps
on their reading
glasses.
the dream is there we put our mouths on. our hands.
the dream
that was nest.
brothers dressed like jesus
brush their teeth
and sisters
keep a tender
thumb.
kingsoftrain 
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