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go ahead’n, try’n do that
go out there and field your way back
you might pigeon, seagull, maybe. . . magpie be
but you will not plumage, black
nor in field off your back
smidgeon, proximity
that in all decency
shines that sheen
even you won’t want to admit is somehow what you know
that, that side of the sun, ‘over-shadows, crows’

October/11