I may have trouble
getting there on time
said the rain
winter comb
black hairs grey hairs
says Goody
kid's rubber bullet
in park grasses
the gun far away
tennis court
rife with fissures
erotic realm
mouth of snow
around dry leaf
at my feet
old couple
running a day
on the church grounds
didn't talk to the stranger
but to his dog
in a lonely place
weeds frozen
in the artificial lake
a telephone book
miniature christmas tree
in the hospital room
the nurse's youth
water pretend sleeping
until a breeze finds it
in the mood
qwertyui
asdfgh
zxcvbn
turkey vultures in trash
redecorate the backyard
neighbor's christmas
ice means it
you mean it
you're not ice
magnetic hope
geese know a way
over even cold
a church consoles me
at night, empty
its missing belfry
the little spider
the thing I tried to give it
a pretend name
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