barbecue
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Nothing Moves in the Universe
nothing moves in the universea few cars and truckson main streetsomething lightsthrough the grassa hare i thoughtor a robinbut i am highand the grass is talland a car alarm shoutsover the green paintof the lawnwhere the neighbors playhe drives a nice new chevroletbecausehe does nothingbut worktwo small womenin black cardiganspeaceful blue masksmatching wet brown bunsand…
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Notes from an iPhone
Wikipedia Poem, No. 527 men stand at car windows knock on car windows crystal stemware in the lonely gardens of masculinity crystal stemware knocking watch mediterranean men stand watch stand in the lonely gardens of skinny mediterranean men standing off fingers off antique replicas of skinny offers skinny mediterranean men stand at the skinny windshield…
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