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Your little lamp, for example,

on the mountain sleeping all night.

I have to think about it, or

pull it out of my head. For example,

a clown goes over my face

with his claws. I have seen poorly

for so long. Raking the overgrowth

at the perimeter fence. Metal filing

shelves lashed to the chain-link gaps.

It kept the west out of the west’s mind.

It kept the Lord out of your

dress for a time.

Incident in July, Magnitogorsk, at an unknown altitude.