i fell asleep and
walked a lamplit street of dreams
opened my mailbox and heard sirens
exhaling out
round confines of cold metal
releasing a tortured need
to the state of emergency
from sound to thought
registered wonder, ch-chings
distanced a bell rings
a man, woman, his leg, her heart?
too many unknowns
fiction write with pen and paper
not between the ears
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