Derek the Black Curly has a smile that
looks like old mustard gas. Movements
like a watered-down praying mantis.
Gesticulations of a unkempt woolly bear.
Marine can see the clockworks by using
a periscope. She can feel the bubblegum
melting in the gutter. Birds flying around
the salted steel rivets.
Bring up the steam from the crack in the
road. Ichabod Stain plucks his double-
necked lute. Sarah knows how to throw a
knockout punch.
Her rivals are few her enemies are few her
friends are almost non-existent. Perch in a
birdcage hearing. Thermometer digital seeing.
Derek's five senses are stashed away in a
wooden art box.