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he bursts the windows round him
he dreams
of being tenfold or a hundredfold
like a paper airplane bent
into a paper bird
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(over the mainline highway,
the low-lain bypass)
he beaks his neck to his chin
he folds his neck up and down
but I don’t care,
that man’s never becoming a swan
