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at the edge of

the forest the goats

drift in and out

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black top

pine seeds wait

to disintegrate

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beetle decries

the notion of

infinity

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in the hole

in the towel

a spider web

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leaves shudder

from the water and

turn to the light

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in my sleep

the cat chews

my fingers

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slim weeds

as tall

as trees

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the rain lasts

long enough

to make a sound

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people who aren’t

here painted on

the buildings

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you’re asleep

and now your

faces arrive

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