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Friday, April 25, 2008

sleeping daylight

still sleeping
across graveyard streets
where pines whisper to 
willows to sycamores
and oaks
to the 6am sky

still sleeping
up
up
up
the stairs
where Barbies party
with nighttime friends

still sleeping
on the tracks
triptrapping thru town
listening to distance horned traffic
slowly
rushing toward town

still sleeping
up
up
up
the stairs 
where plaster cracks family photos

daylight will shutter
above
warehouse treetops
speaking short 'hello's'
passing by
'bye's'

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