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How to put on a shirt

(take with)

falling slightly to smaller pieces when you leave

than when you're here my reach is

(both hands)

stronger and

the pieces stay in place.

not

shattered to a million pieces

(pull)

like clouds of dust in space, but

sections lumber clumsily

(over)

like stones rolled face to face.

(the head)

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Feb 5, 2010
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