Here's something spontaneous.
take it home; another pet staring in the window; claw marks on the banister; broken in; let me see the way the whites of the eyes give us some peace; this mind, at rest
another stripling; a home to hold; let them settle in for it; drink the air; deep sense of relief
an infinite well; all senses dulled into one another; in the grip of a feral hiss; in heat; this is
what gives us all pause; such longing on craven display; such a clever landscape painted for us, another undercurrent at work; painter's vice; limited to something burned into a canvas; something hung up on rusty nails above the portrait window
it is yours to keep; yours to ponder over; yours to debate with colorful language; always your own
lay claim to it; shrugging from distemper and other maladies; begging for food at odd hours of the night; this destiny is yours.
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