new-it all went to
in a desert dowsing sticks
laid where we’ll find bones
armadillo toes
or a gila monster tail
and tarantulas
on the shoulders of
roadrunners we’ll pass at last
almost out of gas…
to a station near
no-good-time a close-up shot
not-1 had the film
ayaladn 
I am enchanted by dousing for bones.
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Dear Susan, although the sense of its intent was made multiple,
the first thought only put out a cook-fire…
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That is true, but I instantly fell in love with it.
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And I’ll treasure that, dear Susan
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