The Terrible Lottery
What is invisible is unreal, like love, / hunger, rage.
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Storm Warning
And what is thunder, and what makes stories end?
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Tears of Things
how I desired, / beyond all reason, those unreachable sweets
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Telephone Repairman
I could take this hammer and drive it / through a wet-oak memory of itself
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New Adventures in Hi-Fi
No bread crumbs left to return us, but diversions / Lobbed beyond a blind hill into the unforeseeable
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