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without a shadow & then the police-drawing strange devices like cursesfrom out of the house & giving themfemale names, not of endearmentbut desolate markets are in theirgrassy eyes, distant as sun standingon a pier beside a life jacket, foreigneven to the flack jackets they wearwhose custom is foreignness, they know theirbusiness: dead on arrivalte deum […]
