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Tuesday, June 10, 2014

earth note 283

morning fog
the mask
that leaves
the imagination
intact

concrete truck
starts its day
up the avenue
can't stop
moaning

sky mixes
like gray soup
dripping heavy
with maples
barely passing for canopy

river is silk
rolls like a cloud

--- e b bortz

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