I cannot go to sleep for lack of evidence. A world is alive in dog’s bark tonight. A Dawkins daughter-to letter is evidence of lack of evidence for not sleeping.

A mosquito  buzz is evidence of its aliveness and my wakefulness. The dog’s bark is a collateral evidence.

These tidbits-they add up to a lack of girl. This my typing is evidence the girl is dead and flying as a thing to embrace her fire amid a thousand candles that had walked ,a sorrow enacted, a mime staged in dark.


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