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Do you talk about love all the time?


I have absolute astoundment – astonish
ment

the city, all bitumen and bronchial
was dirty loud, today you couldn’t hear
introducing noise though you noticed

picked up another letter out of the trash

one dark one affair across the hallway
left one thousand messages, Romans couldn’t cut this away

so they built a forestry game
and the moss roll
chirp chirp

they come out of their hibernation
winter scattered and confused
didn’t they just see themselves as in that root mirror
and laugh laugh laugh


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