Poem a Day 2013
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day twelve
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day twelve
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Saturday, January 12, 2013
if this is drag racing:
seven hundred amplified zippers
with the bass blown out.
HOTEL PARKING ONLY
does somersaults in yellow-flooded light,
while under pavement is cracking
that last best spun story.
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