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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

For Andy and Liz Without Water

what plan this congregation?
vapor like all the housetales
in an old knife rule
evokes states of naturalization
it is close to midnight
to neighbor the streetlife
paid in respitory distresses
travel only in hostels
we are parisian agents
grown of an antebellum age
tobacco twists at pedestals
constructions under wine bottles
from the man with desert parititons
broken treasury of our occupations


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