that place
where they got too many rails
too many
roads too many railroaded
smaller in a
five point
config maybe
you don’t realize
flaws in the
middle glint a dixiecratic diving beetle
driving a battle
if you were a
diving beetle
and the river
was a whisk’d key
or a
live-wire water whisking over
those quays
it’d still be
5 miles north
a’ here
as portrayed
in the old painted-over ad
it’s like
everything’s hissing
at the
slowest pace
moving developing
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