walk to the park
an easy lift
onto grand-pop’s back
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moon in the mirror
holding the faces
of old men
4517
I’m home
on the wood bridge
snow flakes find my nose
4516
new to town
I walk into the class
their teacher
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at the restaurant
ignoring good-night
the small-tipped waitress
4514
feathered morning lawn
I bring in
the house cat
4513
a moonless torchlight
I spit out an oath
when the owl calls who
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a boat
beached on the sand
to a shining sea
4511
the red lights against
a police chase
almost upon us
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my smart phone answers
then some guy saying
she is not at home
