gravy over rice he said a trailer
dinner. then the books one by one
4 x 5 an itch on the shin bites me
somewhere there's a benadryl for you
and me. past bedtime dearie. why this
endless pushing of the waking borders
into sleep. another dream another wake
another reagan. wailing from the tv
a catlike region of scrofula and tums.
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