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Wednesday, April 29, 2026

This is so funny I can’t stop laughing

I.

Are you the stranger 

The formless animal 

I ask you

Is it a beautiful spring 

if so I wish to become An Accurate 

representation of a poplar tree 


II. 

I tell the collection agency That I Am Accurate 

Tell that I Can Be Still In Her Bed 

Tell about My Promised Land 

Be still 


III.

Me and my Arrow

Jealous of the aerial dance of finer kites 

Watching the wind - begin 

Like love again again Rushing again

Jealous of the wind Again



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