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augury doggerel

Monday, May 17, 2004

Aerosol

All after noon the sun is out. My eyes don't focus when I look up. A lost communion girl hovers over grass. A ghost just over earth. A white on shine legs. A vague crucifixion just there and there, a little more to the right, each time. The fence across the field grows an orange shadow all after noon.

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