BLUNT INSTRUMENTS


Blunt instruments tangle your fingers. There is an obvious way out of this, but of course you can never see it. Trust comes with handles and bars, with thorns and feathers, with strategies and sorrow. You hear a bark in the distance, you shiver with anticipation. How can the door be so wide open and yet you still can't see it? What does it take to ring the bell to the aftertime?

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