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Seeing More

out of the summery psyche, that kudzu of mind, the whole night rips her shirt
and left, he lingering, would run toward water.
after a pause in the slice of them he waited and a sound like night, but earlier, came through.
once there was a wilson or caplet or connor
and a free-for-all at the drunken county fair or last, the morning turned heel and run down on Sunday
not a soul worthy of saving in the mix or fun, the last shadow of something, slow on the corner
and gone.

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hezekiah franklin Comment by hezekiah franklin on March 10, 2009 at 10:41am
twilight mistress
H M Bascom Comment by H M Bascom on March 9, 2009 at 11:40pm
I like this writing.
H M Bascom Comment by H M Bascom on March 9, 2009 at 11:39pm
"not a soul worthy of saving in the mix "

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