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We walked up and down the driveway
Each pace, a page turn
Bringing distance : One dog-eared creasing, by one
Sharp stones skittering bird-like and brittle
We speak
My un-doctored photos
Hanging beside
We swing, as juniper
We shuffle
Caught in a barking fit
As the trucks roll by, rumbling up dog feelings.
Hands clasped together in mutual observation
As the moon swallower slithers legless in its embryonic mess