Same Train

searching for a word then reading it over and over renders it a mistake. how many letters could possibly be in yellow? I’m used to

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Poetry

Patience

a blind dog in the wildis a dead one1 which isthe first thing to understand but the house where daysare spent with the radiois barely

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Poetry

Faith

I am not particularly wise. blueberry fool in a borrowed yard, fingers knuckled in the ground, in a place only mottled birds care to worm

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Poetry

Amateur

while I’ve been working to trick myself into tasting sugar in what I can’t stomach, you’ve been training yourself on lights out west that you

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Poetry

Venus in Aries

on my life I thought I’d never call someone baby or ever want to, whether sexy admonition or tucking hair behind ears. it felt like

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