and the sky that night, of course

12.01.03back& forth
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oh, to awkward juxtapositions

words i should delete;

your clean images are too much

for me most of the time,

can't take the clarity

of squirming fish

eyes wide open on the table

a boy in the dark

holding an orchid

ripe persimmons

and old man riding his

bicycle in the cold

a girl under a piano

picking up sheet music

tongue feeling for teeth

swerving all

over the old highway

nose press to the glass

puppy dog eyes

bodies mangled

in summertime

whatever.




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