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I guess I don't want to build atmospheric narratives gleaned from the coincidences of circumstance and the emotional geography of place, at least not right now. I would prefer not to want the physicality of words to hook around the lurking ghosts and drag them from their petrified corners, where they have been watching commercials for termite control. I don't want to build atmospheric narratives gleaned from the sport of kings while many afterthoughts lay mouldering in the trampled vivneyard. I don't want atmospheric build up in a simile wrenched from the list. I plan to avoid the physicality of words hooking around lurking ghosts and dragging 'them' from their petrified corners, where Martians refuse to vote.