BROKEN BELL

(Otherwise known as Antibrightbrigade)

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(Here’s the thing— I am noticeably absent from my own life.)

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((Sirens bleat; hangnails cut to the quick.))

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(((Somehow silence gets stitched into the skin of a bell.)))

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((((Loping clouds: Bemute me . . . deliver me unto swaddling dark.))))

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(((((Shove back into Mother Night’s pocket all these secondhand stars.)))))

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((((((Shutter the stinking violets.))))))

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(((((((Only steeples could fathom the cruelty of such brazen brightnesses.)))))))

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((((((((                                                                                                                                       ))))))))

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