Saturday, November 06, 2010

Too Perfect

quick before the time changes
rain stops rattling on the roof
sugar warms the stolen beets
kernels pop neighbors' bran
as if in Italy things are better
I know it's true because I said
what had to be acknowledged
whether anyone knows or not
we were there together when
I forgot to remember present
company except we all really
do the steps reflecting mind
made up make no new claim
too calm too wet too perfect

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