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Dear darkness

myrtle our neighbor on the left side hada headache with her ron the vietnam vetfading from parkinson's connie whose housebulged into our backyard was a nurse who spenther summer days sun-bathing in the nudestirring my blood up in my swallow's nestand on the right was spencer the attorneyat law with dawn his nitwit of a wifeas i had one of mine with whom i wasin love thenin my waking hours i wonderedwhether the town and all these people werefor real since once asleep i felt i wasthe same old rascal with his bevy ofhard-drinking pals as i once was in russiathe only oddity was all of themwere speaking english in my dreams i feltmy new persona being a ruse or worsea snake who'd swallowed my past life and sportedmy memories as if they were his by rightlike some d'artagnan when twenty years afteri visited the place there was no ronto speak of myrtle joined him in his valeof inexistence spencer the attorneyat law moved on after his wife had beenpinned to a wall by a delivery truckconnie the source of the sad news looked likea wasted hag with her brown elephant skinwe are the only ones still hale she saidgood grief i thought who are the fucking wewhen i am done for and the primal darknessfills up my eye-holes clogs my nostrils jamsthe mandibles i will still have the lastquestion to ask of it who was this personthat lived my life which of the two was ispeak so that one may mourn the other havemercy on us oh please dear darkness speak