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suddenly

the purple windows

of dusk

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why do you

have dice

in your sock

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the frog

drives the dogs

back inside

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a jay

without a crest

shadows me

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dust and feathers

brush free

from the egg

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I compose

poems with a fly

on my head

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parking lots

packed with

pumpkins

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in the moonlight

giant sunflowers

bow

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bats and black cats

September’s not

even over

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