"
That coastal few, happily bidding
on into some winding curve
From trying to bring it on now
(death, fucking mirageless)
for better than ninety pages
Phrases, not unordinary, same
turned-down corners, plastic coats,
illustrations of Indians
& trash (whites)—popular songs,
massive shock, true colors
Then maybe some fact—gunfire—
would even sound simple
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Untitled #2, 2/11/12