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the machine

makes me write

about Athena

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quicksilver

the only word

for all this dew

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the coat from

the bad year

glares from the closet

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after he checks

my ID we discuss

the universe

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on the way

to the chickens

river of mud

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he leaves you

his threadbare

coats

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standing still

in the heavy rain

pigs

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high beams

in the fog make

a tunnel of light

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after miles

together the train

leaves the highway

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steady sparse rain

sounds like

a kettle

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