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Like a kind of pollution. Frames of life you scrub off over every drain & spill on behind every garage & take out from every ground remodel mix together. Travel together. Every drop of the past races every other. A downhill mountain pass night after night to the final level. Every trip your life’s rubber sheds from tires needing rotating or replacing. Every bladder’s stimulation flushing prescription. Every aww’s well-oiled keto dump flushable wipe of raw sewage finding river. Every purchase’s parking lot ringlets left like a pints without coasters. Each a message in bottle self-addressed. Each the ocean marks return to sender, eddying “rescind rescind rescind word”