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[FEBRUARY 2019.]

Portland, Oregon

Glistered shell upon the bedclothes,
weep not for the pink and larval
beauty you in sadness squandered:

time was yours, a wealth of rubble
transient to fret love, and envy
vivid to the world portioned.

Dappled heart inside a raincoat,
wet your eyes upon the verdure
of the puddled traffic signal.

All things human are admitted.
Generation floods, and licit
hunger, to be slantwise held.

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