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to rent a tunic

one more runic character

ten for parasol

 

wi-five hand me down

stevedores ’round the whole town

at a barber’s stop

 

don’t do that too short

you could wire altogether

then a cartwheel start

even-one is hoarse

call it sum thing else that Far

listen echo is

 

an Andes’ July

in a Pyrenee loose track

in an Alp or half-

 

n0 aye wonts & aul

that was before knot knock’d down

tide to control her

a name caller calls

this that that this now once was

friends fore by seven

 

yours as you made it

deferring your pinion weeds

theirs sweet & truly

 

do you once whisk broom

there are flies about the house

don’t wait tornado

earth ah your boat’s here

Diana’s fans & boas

wait that’s Egyptian

 

this is a dryland

let’s too as tries land tidelands

these bead shells wear as

 

nothing should be clear

a distance between us to

dewey knee’d you’re fit

how hummingbirds hum

hinterlands ilks & honies

our cows on the moons

 

eat-in a green chi

nuncle say sow what all’s that

only matter fact

 

witch face broom sweep through

darkly speckl’d comets spot

whose tired red shoes