Sun in Ope on the Tenth

A rocking chair was presented on the fifth
to Mardo, and Mardo’s brother in his head
but the chairlegs walk too much, sometimes to the door
Mardo can’t unlock,
out the window where the smell of seasalt stops,
and his leg never makes it rock,
and five days pass, and the sun never pulled
the seas quite as well as his cousin toward
halfway houses where meditate junkdoers living off the beach.

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~ by Jeremy on April 2, 2009.

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