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I wish I

had some

Indian words

hard

to get

a daughter

*

I talk my way

down your tummy

to your panties

the machine of

morning starts with

my toes

:

lots of heron fucking

:

:

:

what was

once a burden is

now a solace

:

“I hate

it when bugs

die in my wine”

:

“saying Indians

from India means you’re still

saying Indians”

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among the clothespins

wasps heavy

with the sun

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what he meant was what

if there were chronoodormeters

in the air

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