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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Friday, August 08, 2008

Baby Bear Blues

someone’s an interrupted account
in a big wait of the uninvited
sense in color control geography
those day job considerations
or we’d all be market analysts
so says the fifteen year mark
it’s dispatch of heavier fragments
of men who were active memory
end games for correct possession
those just molded faces that succeed
under crash of ponderosa tree waves
lifting divinations for unafraid poor
that watch the tumble weed smile
again, it laughs and topples, again


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