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Butch Decatoria Sep 2016
It smells like rain this morning
8 in the city sins

Like wet grass, greens
Like electric clouds

Muffler exhaust
From the A.M. Commute

On Desert Inn Road
A millipede of Toyota Fords
And Honda Accords

Mojo takes his usual ****
In his usual spot

In the wet grass, green
It smells like rain this morning.

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