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glints briefly

on the lid of the bin

spider

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you get back

in bed and lie

on the cat

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where the shed

collapsed mushrooms

thrust through the grass

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broken

it’s sharp

the yellow pencil

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the yellow pencil

also the name of

a counter feint

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you stop talking

and pick up

the yellow pencil

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yet to erase

anything

the yellow pencil

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hard not to

look at it

the yellow pencil

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dawn

tightens the fog

around us

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in the barn

the swallows

quiet down

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