January 22

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poetry

A return again
back from the bay

industrial coast
the shipyards by night

and hunters at dawn
a dispassionate racoon

receeding into the woods
the day become a little

less wild

.

the difference
between a plea

and proclomation
not too much

both should know
better

this land intentionally
left fallow

.

a rainy drive
as forecast

charmless towns
without

that dutch blue sky
geese resting

and in flight
cursive, discursive

get to the point
or don’t

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