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Someone has unpacked this bed improperly. Do you think they’ll notice?

The grass has been disturbed. It points this way.

There.

I Dream In Blue Metallic.

I stir. You enter.

Pulling back the covers swiftly, peeling back flesh and reaching in,

you laugh and look me in the eye.

your eyes are blue metallic.

you whisper; “This is good, and if you want it continue, you must practice.”

you told me I would.

“I” dreaming in blue metallic…