And I played an actor and she played the boss’s daughter.
She was in bed with a fever
and the sister I was talking to wouldn’t
follow the script and it rained with all its might
and it felt like bombs
aggravated with aftershock
and a landslide about to bury the house
so I ran through rain and falling plaster to break down
her door and carry her out where we’d be
safe and we would’ve been safe but then a gang
of leaping proud boys unmanned me.
There was nowhere to hide.
For all I knew she was their friend.
I set her down and touched her shoulder.
I said let’s do another take and we made our way hand
in hand to where she was in bed
and the ceiling started to
crumble and the car was as yellow as the first
time I saw it and I rose from dark
to light, like smoke I rose from cellar hole to chimney.

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