I am skateboarding.
The bone is in the swimming pool.
The house is afraid of the bone.
The bone goes in the house.
I go in the house too.
The bone and I are in the house.
The house has four walls.
Three are failures.
The weather channel is never right.
The weather channel is a failure of western civilization.
The bone is an elephant's femur bone.
When you look at it,
it's disorienting.
You are suddenly disoriented,
and meaningless.
This is the part of the poem where there's complete darkness.
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