page*crawl v. 1.3

He’d had quite enough of tapping out code with a telegraph key / a few minutes of unpleasant mental vacancy / the sunken light of late day stretches on their propane tank / the dark brick doorway of the tavern / I think copulation is involved / brandishing a wilting bunch of blue marigolds in what appears to be a doily / how do you think this thought will come back to you? / I had explained all of this in detail to my magician / soda fountain recipes aren’t working anymore / years of exposure to the caustic dust / she had her excuses ready and he accepted them without protest / terminal spike as piercing as a thorn.