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Feb 2011
Turn shift, spout.
Lightly touch--
To tremble. Open
Up, spiral downward.
Leave at noon to forget,
And frown. Don't smell,
Remember.
Run and glance and don't
Turn back--too dusty.

Later, return at noon,
To pick up and move over.
Sweep without weeps,
Don't cry or pity,
'Cause deadly is deadly.
Just turn, shift, and harden.
Allison Miles
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Allison Miles  Denver, Colorado
(Denver, Colorado)   
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