Agreeable eye.

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dramatis personae

I dip into the well of words and find myself in an ocean and the conversation has swept away and it is time to pay the bill and leave the restaurant.

I sit on the sofa and I feel my expressions my gestures my mannerisms are no longer mine they belong to the past the future and I try to shake them off to rid myself of this surface but moments later they return but with tears or laughter or tones of voice that seem too theatrical.


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