Eeksy-Peeksy

augury doggerel

Saturday, March 06, 2004

Altogether

At the bus stop after work, almost dark, we stand in the snow, a woman on a phone, a woman and man smoking and talking, a man on a phone, a man looking and shuffling. A planet and a helicopter, a full moon and light plane, Orion and spouts of smoke. The houses burn coal. In the nearest house, a woman in a shift works a knife at something. I see right through her kitchen.

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