A hum in the red sky





terrible sights of deathless tract homes




detached people quiet
around their long dining table


front yards at day
St-Augustine lawn
shivers in silent
madness


he opens the trunk and puts in the bags


curtains stir where
rifts form


always a plot
and a parallel romance



he runs to the cities
he has bigger visions.


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