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Marie Rose, 62, opens her pet stapler's cage and drops

a beam of staples 'nto the seed tray. Finishing her chores,

she then opts to take her sneakers to Callanan Park.



Under escape artist clouds who've abandoned dirty

laundry baskets, a flock of coffee cups follow the mother

coffee maker, a flight of undergarments sweep through,

a snapping flat iron exhumes from below, and a ceramic

dove rests upon a tree that spreads forks and spoons.



The war trumpet delivers his message. A wisp of hissing

belts squirm forth, and a rattling toaster swings his cord

tree to tree. A wheeled sofa approaches with disgruntled

passengers: a fake plant, spinning dresser knobs, an elegant

picture frame, a scuffing boot, a knot of cords, a roaring

blender, a phone book, a cabinet door, balancing dishes....



"[...] '[The] clothes and debris were piled 6 ft. high,'

said Police Chief Terry Davenport of the Shelton

Police Dept.' Officers were having to climb over

the top on their hands and knees. In some areas, their

heads were touching the ceiling [...].' After 10 hours

of searching, officers discovered the woman's body."