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Finding is losing something else.
I think about, perhaps even mourn,
what I lost to find this
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Iβll affect you slowly
as if you were having a picnic in a dream.
There will be no ants.
It wonβt rain.
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God-forsaken is beautiful, too.
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Put the coffee on, bubbles, I'm coming home
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THE NECESSITY OF APPEARING IN YOUR OWN FACE
There are days when that is the last place
in the world that you want to be but you
have to be there, like a movie, because it
-----features you.
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Punitive ghosts like steam-driven tennis courts
haunt the apples in my nonexistent orchard.
I remember when there were just worms out there
and they danced in moonlit cores on warm September
nights.
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Voluntary Quicksand
I read the Chronicle this morning
as if I were stepping into voluntary
quicksand
and watched the news go over my shoes
with forty-four more days of spring.
Kent State
America
May 7, 1970
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Good work,' he said, and went out the door.
What work ?
We never saw him before.
There was no door.
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For fear you will be alone
you do so many things
that aren't you at all.
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