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Clouds walk


on stilts  through a city and


Jigsaw  pieces of


Mud.            Thickens.            Forever.


They  peddle  rain until  rust is  spilled

Completely   on    chrome   for  him  to


E   X   A   M   I   N   E.


Until   there is no gas  left to



with. . .


He   remembers a  radio  played song

and  trunked   luggage  kept in bottles

of aspirin to take with empty canteens,


Missing puzzle pieces of a marriage.


Church  bells and borrowed  friends.


A lost love  dancing  like sky  art.


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