Traincar Calling

Follow beads dripping solemn spins. Remain door that hinges on bed-tucked conspiracy. Move smooth vodka conversations inward. Danger lip the flourescenting doubts. Follow uncapped anvil pills scattered. Remain hair-tied train cars tipping ever so slightly, but just enough. Move lust lacking luster. Danger carve escape routes in abandoned shack. Follow grocery carting where the wheels defy gravity. Remain pictures falling off the walls in a humid apartment. Move stationary. Danger homesick dogs knocking on the neighbor’s door. Follow a dozen fingers on two feet, and zero toes. Remain almost empty wallet whose last belongings suitcase. Move stifled smell of a charming cigar box. Danger lone ranger at a silent disco rally. Follow tarot cards that are completely blank. Remain emphatic shallow celeb on a swivel chair when friction ceases to exist. Move hitman that turns on himself and feels guilty about it. Danger hammered nailbeds. Follow fragile bricks. Remain the alarming popsssst of a tire deflating. Move lungs that are neither involuntary nor voluntary. Danger too inflated. Follow standing in a steamed-up bathroom watching fog consume reflection. Remain rust-bicycling. Move illiterate language arts teacher, despite trying. Danger substitute person. Follow box of unsticky bandages attaching petals to fake bouquet. Remain mounted deering. Move full-grown adult teething constantly. Danger washing machine molding.