[the masks of a roving attic]
-dignity: found in folded socks
-wash basin: emptied of bleach
-collection of walrus tusks: waxen,
though shimmering
-photos of baseball’s greatest moustaches: stolen,
later found in pawnshop with chocolate smears
-forty six wiffle-balls: elaborate ruse
with undetermined purpose
-tuna sandwich: minute, decontextualized from party platter
-set of three lenses: each convex from both ends
-shoelaces: only leather ones intact
-timepiece: crawling up wrist, whispering future melodies
-copper wiring: in need of replacement within three
of dwelling’s chambers
-windows: two painted shut, remaining glued open
-voices: two male, two female, all textured like october wind
(via uuiuu)