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the rifle on the mantle is a centerpiece.
it’s like there is a rifle on the mantle.
and somebody is saying something about the bullets.
there is a rifle in my wave dreams, and i’m listening to somebody.
like the rifle has a wave in it.
and the wave is huge, like a bullet must be.

i’m watching the rifle in the cabinet.
i’m standing there in pajamas.
i know that it is coming for me,
but i can also duck.
there is a rifle on the mantle.
i know that it is me.