The funny thing about playing with hand grenades is that proximity is the one thing that counts as a game of horseshoes matters when we get close to the stake in the ground though if we hit the stake it is called a ringer left-handed pitchers throw baseballs their catchers wait to return a pity exceptions in the art of throwing hand grenades is never to seek out direct hits lest catchers return the throw volley for volley until *boom*
precision is not key for explosives to work a little distance may resolve situation after situation in acts bellicose in times of war or peace when we decide to play horseshoes with the bringers noticeable at times of death at a party for children and adults chosen by the parents of a pair of toddlers fraternal twins who shout entertaining only themselves on their birthday while a marine finds room
after his busy day attending to victims of benign tooth decay leaving his clean office and dental technicians to play catch with his son burning a hole in depths too dark to reach without a rope his memories engage him in public acts of total despair as if leaders of cults retrieved his brain from death to place inside a vat of charged plasma ions to remember his life as if he were alive still full of old stories
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