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I don't know about your house, Acrylic, adjunct

But ours is filled with words. Bereft, breakfast

Words on papers                                                Cobbled up, coin

Papers in piles,                                                   Distal, deviltry

Piles piled on piles, splayed fanwise. Eggplant, ego

Words in books,                                                 Fanlight, filter

Books on shelves,                                              Gorgon, gesso

Shelves against every wall. Half a lump, heifer

"It's a library in here!" a visitor said. Indigent, indigo

But those are just the trapped words Juniper, jostled

The pinned down words                                     Kick the can, kola nut

The words we use to start the                                  Liberate, lemonade

Living flow of new words,

"Did you read this? What'd you think?" Mango, mutton chop

A blizzard in here some days. Nightshade--the deadly kind

A swirling braiding river                                    Oboe, oval, Ouagadougou

A river that leads down to the coast Pancake, pestilence

A place on the coast not shown on maps, Quisling, quarknet

A place, no matter how you spell it Ratcheting, rivals

That means just one thing: Sadly, sawing
                                                                 All those Tinker Toys

If you don't know what that is, Unusual uvulas

Go back and listen again, more Veering vapidly

Carefully this time                                              Why? Where? What?

Look it up in the OED Xenophobia

Under L.                                                            Yellowing, yammering

                                                                         zzzzzzzz--huh?--zzzzzzzzzzz