running out the back door
before anyone notices
it won't be missed
maybe
it'll hookup
on
its own termssometime in the future
somewhere down the line
no
one knows the train schedule
'cept
to say it'll comeas often
as the poets ask for it
it
might sound a whistle
like
a daniel thompson poemso wake up & take notice
even if you can't explain why
as
always
this
is a time for words
---
e b bortz
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