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Well Oiled Machine- PrologueIntroduction-
A young man wrote off bills, humming a tune to the beat of the hundreds of clocks covering every inch of the shop he was in. The pea soup colored wallpaper was invisible behind the oak and pine woodwork of the traditional time pieces his older brother makes. He smoothes out his messy dirty blond hair, blue eyes flickering from his writings to the front door as a milky white skinned man strolled in. The boy greeted him with a smile and took the brass pocket watch from him, and called for his brother. A brunette raced downstairs to thank the man, before rushing back up to attend to his oven. As the door opened to let the milky man out, the boy looked out into a street shaded by the passing blimps and admired the craftsmanship of the brass robots that roamed the streets.
A group of military men stood around a desk of neatly stacked papers, flinching as the man shielded behind the paper towers addressed them harshly. With a hasty salute, they leave the room. The lea
The Poem About StuffTHE BLOND GERMAN
AND POINTS OUT
GIVES A POUT
THAT HIS PINK DRESS
IS STAINED WITH
AND IS SENT TO WORK
ON A CAMP
WHERE HE MEETS
SAYS THE GILBERTO
AS HE FLIES IN THE SKY
SAYS THE IVANIAN
AS HE POKES A RAIVIS IN THE EYE
PetalsThe grass tickled between her toes as her father toiled away with the roses by the letterbox. She watched his fingers weave between the thorns to pat the soil around each bush, humming to some John Lennon song she couldn't put a name to. Despite the sun just tipping the horizon, she saw sweat prickling his brow and his eyes squinting against the light. The fine lines on his face were suddenly accentuated by shadow, and for a moment, she swelled with wonder.
'Maria, come here,' he said, waving her over. 'You're not going to learn anything sitting all the way over there.'
Excitement sparked her limbs into motion, and she crawled over to sit next to him, careful to tuck her skirt beneath her thighs to avoid the dirt.
He picked up a pair of clippers from beside him. 'Now, you need to snipe back these diseased parts here and there from the base of the plant. It helps it grow better.'
Snipping off two pieces of wood with ease, he deposited them in Maria's outstretched hand. Their rough textu
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