Robert Fanning Child Carrier

Man squeezes into a packed elevator
kkkkkklclutching Corpse to his chest. At a tug

on his trousers, Man looks down
kkkkkkland so does Corpse, who is always

looking down. A girl with pig-tails smiles,
kkkkkkleyeing Corpse with a familiarity

that chills Man. Between floors, she reaches up,
kkkkkklher soft hand gliding over

the ragged terrain of Corpse's knuckles.
kkkkkklSeeing Man flinch, she smiles,

lifting her own blanketed, lanky bundle.
kkkkkklDon't worry, she whispers.

Man smiles through a grimace,
kkkkkklknowing what's inside.


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