Years of urban travel have planted muscle memory deeply. I skate down a tree with saw-tooth leaves with but a bare-minimum of welts. I intrude upon the sanctuary of a scientist, and a three week obsession given voluptuousness. I sneeze at the spoiled contents of a tiny refrigerator. I raid desk drawers for romance trophies. The pictures on the wall forestall my love letter. Reconciliation of reality crushes my paper doll dreams and replaces it with real person. I leave the way I came in, through the sliding glass door and up and out a decaying courtyard.
9:07 p.m. - 2015-12-25
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