you're not as sweet a narc
what narcissus
bends for yard men
the rotten wood of the floor
the massive dodona
and dodo
take cuttings
and bring them out
squid necked hankies
we set loose about
a thousand rabbits
laughing into dishes
sets ordered
by stain or color
in their virtue
the neat end of the house
where the invisible laborers
awaited relocation
the tidy satanic library
and the cameos
glued to a knotty stick
i know this is a loquat tree
but it can't be growing
here in the living room
the whole
empty sidecar
boxcar
the hobo i know
the license plate
clergy
force to ride the rabbit naked
when long boxes of sand
seem filled with fox prints
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