there is a thing called a
groundhog, and sometimes it
hides under dis here
tiny house.
technically, the tiny house is a
shed, and coincidentally, it’s
where the Bald
Man stores his
virility.
I know:
seems far-fetched.
implausible, innit.
but just stand here.
listen to the critter
clicks. smell
the varmint fear.
tell me this isn’t the life grip.
tell me
this isn’t the
heart clench blood rocket.
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