2007.11.30
Pale sunless blue
sky of morning
A fog bank slips in the valley
up Alamo
to Diablo's mushroom
Crumpled base
Rails pass eucs, poplar, pines,
maples, acacia
man's secret love of
Siviculture
passing by like so many
Strangers riding on
A train
asleep, drunken, reading,
teaming with unrecognizable,
incognate cohesiveness
Spitting, shitting, and fucking
in Close distance
putting walls close together
And closer stil
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