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Today the day or yesterday the day the night tomorrow's moving boxes unfolded in the corner in the middle of the floor underneath the floor bulging with sums accumulations purged of accomplishments or were they guess not not getting it not yet not yet maps the streets and corners and pavements and yards not yet fashions the yards the yardsticks into other streets other corners and yet another.  Back it up rolling over as the not yet and yet how pulling out all the stops and rights of way wayward and onward and wayward antics of the not yet and yet how pulling out all the stops and rights of way and pulling muscles like the one or a few muscles right down by the lower part near the crack in this body crack in this town that prison this prison office inside job out with it.  Back it up into the street the middle of the room back up the room and all the nuisances out in the wild within the architecture as it shuffles the nuisances around stirring up the underbelly with its underbelly with its overbite another survey checking out the objects stirred around the basin.

Three people not anymore one dead make it two people.  Only one person left to push back on all that pushes them about.  Only one person not yet still two they chat they make a go of it not yet yet again and yet they do.

Najla: Almost full mostly full time to empty it out.
Trentonson: The bag is telling time.
Najla: What did you say?
Trentonson: The bag not you is telling the time by how full or almost full mostly full it is. 
Najla: I'm just asking you to repeat yourself.
Trentonson: I seem to have a choice to repeat myself or not.
Najla: The colors fade in the laundry along with the injoke of rolling in the nay.
Trentonson: I beg to differ.  Which container are we referring to?
Najla: Hold on a minute while I inquire in the back or was it the front?
Trentonson: If you're referring to the front the cat is deaf and if you're referring to the back that would be the third person who is dead and not anymore.
Najla: I thought they were in the front.
Trentonson: My mistake.  I'm looking forward to the kids getting another load next week.
Najla: Another what load next week?
Trentonson: Halloween.
Najla: Not yet.  Not until next year.
Trentonson: Damn.  Must've just missed it. 
Najla: You did.  It was just last week.
Trentonson: Crapping coyotes what an absurd fiasco.  Can't blink for a second.
Najla: Like when you wouldn't come outside to see the house fire down the block.
Trentonson: From the falling XKQW satellite?
Najla: Actually that was more than a block away maybe three.
Trentonson: There you go bringing another third thing into it again.  I can't make up my mind whether it brings me down when others bring things up or if others are trying to bring me up by putting everything down?
Najla: If we empty the back then we'll need to empty the front then the garage will be full and we can't empty that until they empty the alley.
Trentonson: Maybe we'd be better off if we dumped ourselves out of town.
Najla: I thought we already did that to get here.

Where does it all fit into the sound forming or the one that swept right through ribs got to try those out when yet another not yet affords samples clicked on and pinched with a dash of let's get going.  Behind the books was a trapped bird that didn't show at least not yet how hard it was breathing a rigid sample clicked on by other objects.  One of its shits had hit upon a sheet of homework a paper backing it up from its backpack with its math of counting children counting children.

They gave them life they gave them only a little over a year this time what's the point?  They gave them life piled upon life and walking in line parallel to each other life next to life counting children counting children.  They gave them life they gave them only a little over a year to back it up all out the back and jump into this mapped out not yet still mapping let's get going stand still and behave.  They gave them life stacked upon life shuffling in line parallel to each other life next to life counting children counting children.

Holding the math the figures the objects children counting children one at a time take a turn tilting the paper some of the shit is running off as most of it motionless marking out the figures the counting children counting children one at a time take a turn tilting the paper some of the shit is running off as most of it motionless marking out the figures not yet no more marking out more with its running off not helping running off as it backs up all out the back jump into it drop into it all out the back underbelly rolling over upon underbelly.