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wall-kin on A Street

a city is a teardown

there is no retreat

 

derelict pocket

historians keap it neat

in and under ground

 

vulcanize tire

ladies upright in bathtubs

june bug packet beans

Bibi put in it

a trousseau’d cedar liner

her clothes so too tight

 

‘theirs a wrinkle,’ Dubb,

‘where is Orion’s dagger…’

later on the dog

 

starts a worry door

often a fore rest as claw’d…

he said, ‘Audubon…’

any chill’d ewer

part in sage parley in haste

kittiwake an egg

 

one wurd more var ’em

elfin coat collar which way

elderbred pancake

 

reeling cooler up

Kookie and a comb sunset

is that gettin’ old

watery respite

you think they dew’d whiskiers

the way bottles fly

 

corset should be rig

various stain red remove

barriers lichens

 

get-a-way hide-out

go lightly folder polar

borne today former

once scroll two rode chart

one wheel a moat one wheel cart

afar plain a star

 

questionnaire answer

quieter nearness approach

quiller quietus

 

quel que shoal tide pool

maelstrom strummer ambler

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