It has an indecent odor.
Maybe you remember the nearly black lawn clippings
Composting in the yard
As a kid.
If not I assure you they were nearly black.
Your surprises are turning black
As all things deprived of either chlorophyll or
The light do.
It needs not a wish, not even a volition.
Eclipse Special:: Ben Sher on The Watcher in the Woods (1980) - I was lying on my parents’ bed alone watching TV on a babysitter night. It’s funny how, especially when you’re young, you don’t know when a movie is sudden...
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