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The vacant corpse
produces an opportunity
for thanks
as if it were dealing with
the cleaning woman.
the wash-job walking
is a fine old custom
seriously entering power through
the way of the head
un-covered as though unholy
we are all here now
we are asked then nailed
to the wheels of stars
some job it was to
wake to to the sound of stowing
hope ajar but now
a door slowly closing
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