Listening to talk shows in my neighbor’s garage
one of us rises to crush a can as
light rolls under the door like dice and
Today all I have to do is un-slash my bike tires
and grease the chain, call Mom Re:
A note fastened to the mirror
How some muscled angels will
swoop down and lower me gently
onto the drainboard.
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