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light laughing the nude
reconstructions
a swarm of flies
burst through
the kicked-in door
the knob still dangling
of this know much more
moan of stoplight
fuel-injected youth
the crimson fountain
below the cars half-
horizon line window
observe the lifting
of the asphalt
knee-deep in a boiling
resin the butterflies
gather and congregate
forming a hush now mosaic
laying down to sleep