Sidewalk Talk

shells of spiritualism
automatic society gone off the hay
any assurance is backpeddled
you now see the sidewalk
for what it is
she looks at me with eyes
from since infant
their stereo booms like that
there go the hubcaps
they drive
don’t even know
capture the heart
of man as a boy flying a kite
vulner
vulnerability
vulnerable switch-offs
all the bills slip into your post
ten openings all of them haggard

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