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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Song of Me & Hutch

born to take this seriously
i crossed these states, too
with the god of borderlands
unpricked by your needs
both skins broken with difference
to count winters
i have left our marks
your story this third
of reasonability and continuance
come to think of aging processes
the sun goes wherever
it goes when we are hidden
from the face of fallen brothers
in far too many of these endings


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