1. the bone crushed itself
(screaming, this is spite!, tossing glances to anyone who looked.)
2. the boy ran after
(crooning, come back, come back, it’s a dream, you are safe!)
the arm being silly fat and muscle, now that the bone was gone,
it embarrassed easily
clung to walls
waved at the Queen
fell asleep during tea.
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