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A GOOD NIGHT’S

a good night’s

sleep does wonders

for the disposition

disposes of sleep

supposes a desire

to wind up

and pitch curves

through a brain

curling like a

spring through landscape

a dream, like

a plane high

up complains to

a chair in

a hotel lobby

a convention enters

town and sweeps

past the speakers

in a gown

the speakers go

to supper, talk

awhile, go up

and go to

sleep amidst whooping

shrubs and small

comprehension-size animals

protectively colorated so

they don’t wake

if a toenail

like the halfmoon

hits the Hudson

of the window