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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Friday, June 30, 2006

He Detects His Own Bad Hand

this hero of my christmas story
of inalienable belief in safety
with special powers due civilians
prisonless in black, a new Johnny Cash
sings breathless surrounded stones
his sidekick sits on his alias
continues as if his life is waiting
to be asked his name
this is not a function of games
an incorporation to demand cost benefits
this live action we risk in alleys
but surprised by how close to home
he learns to track paths we diverge
if not by chance, then what?


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