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Netsuke [ lizard ](For Thomas Davis) / A reptile carved, a breath of language, one / That one imagines to be real, like
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The World Cup as Minimalist Poemthose crisp empty boxes have / been left there for the imagination to / fill up with mind stuff
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Postcards, Unsigned: The Third CardA hollow ‘hello’ from Hell! Yes, from Hell. / Where do names come from? This Hell is / a sleepy fishing village and the best
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Sobriquet, Pseudonym, Cephalopod'What they don’t know, of course, / is that you don’t **** with the Hammer. / The Hammer smiles, you smile, you wave the truck
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Not for ReadingOur language can be seen as an ancient / City—pace Wittgenstein—who / Surely meant a baptized city, for
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GrasslandsThe way the world sways. Every leaf left / in place, its stance chiseled to each blade, / an iteration of time; each tassel of seeds,
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O Wolf, O Tuscan*Walter, I just want to sit on my *** and **** and think about Dante.* / —Samuel Beckett / All this fractures the Wolf. The ancient leaves
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Charles?I mean, it felt like I was a dead fish / Or something, left to rot out there in the sun, / Left there on purpose, you know, like it was
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Postcards, Unsigned: The Second CardAnother ‘hello’ from Hollow Head Island! / Yesterday we took the ‘Journey to / the Center of the Earth’ tour. Down, down
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It's LateThese pictures trouble sense: the abject walk, / A frontispiece of misery and dejection. / Just chintz and prints, my buddy Ray says.
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