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they waved and smiled

i watched the sewing
i watched the stars
the seating all arranged
fear
of this and that
of nothing in particular
that no one else  will
understand
as he left the garden
he said they may be working nearer home now.
dry he wore the white dress
though
his hair curled damply

we drew him
we painted him

he is taller now & remains
much the same
lady on the bus told me her sister kept lots of soap and what did I think.

I says she sounds like me.
courage to walk away
from objects that irritate
our eyes, to eat another way,
with snakes and camphor oil.

you know what i mean
you thought we were broken
yet we watch you solidly, bravely like joan
with just one comma throughout
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