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2 Outside, As Bones Break in My Kitchen

they get up on their garage roof

both of them 80 or 90 years old

standing on the slant

she wanting to fall really

all the way

but hacking at the old roofing

with a hoe

and he

more coward

on his knees praying for more days

gluing chunks of tar

his ear listening

for more green rain

more green rain

and he says

mama be careful

and she says nothing

and hacks a hole

where a tulip

never grew.

The Pleasures of the Damned

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