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“What the Dust Collects”

Finally it’s the lack of any expectation whatsoever

That has me handing this day a slouching gait
Chris-crossing between mortal things of old and this new
Technology landslide informing rats chasing cheese
Wasted on forgetfulness of mortality and
Two kids riding a bike invincible
But only
In their good
Faith and so set up to inject themselves
With the purifying rainstorm of August 16th,
One week before school gets back in.

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