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Wake up, listening: An avian orchestra sings to us at dawn

for Algot

I held the book:

a place; hurrying through harbor lanes with furtive windows

I hastened, sheltered, a glimpse;

one had seen me, still, a blank laugh echoed

what worlds in that strange volume -

the unseen feet, padding

• Blackout/Found poem from HP Lovecraft poem https://flic.kr/p/2oWM2nc for #ds106 Daily Create

I'll take fate of the Earth for five hundred, he offered, and knew in the moment of the answer being asked that the question was already in jeopardy

for #mastoprompt

In the society of kids, clandestine, and operational, the secrets we shared were always of upmost importance, and always out of earshot of any adults worth noticing

for #mastoprompt

That boy ran circles around Mister Wilson and all the others on the brittle printed pages of Sunday morning comic strips - that boy, the energetic, ever-impulsive menace known as Dennis

for #mastoprompt

When I am circumference, the circular outline of the person I think I need to be,

you become my radius, the shortest line from the center of myself, to me

for #mastoprompt

We are here, atop sun-baked bricks and mortar materials of the moment, in which we have scaled such troubles, but found a hatch, inside the pyramid, the hidden door to labyrinthine design

for #mastoprompt

Two-wheeled, we were, using feet as engines -

Road riders - and did I forget to mention?

We never asked permission, we just kept on rolling

Sometimes, the road takes you to the place you were always going

for #mastoprompt

Nuanced, it's not, meaning, each word tumbling out of his mouth, another hammer on the head

for #mastoprompt

A moment of pause, in which rain that's been falling now catches its breath

for Algot