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I stand on a bike.
You'd think this'd go somewhere,
but it stays in one place.
A landlocked continent. What?
This fur coat isn't going
to wear itself.
I walk by the subway
and sip coffee and already
the mystery is gone.
I just want to call you
I have a baguette in my overcoat.
Glue between my fingers.
The sky up there.
What does nature matter
if the concrete is
all the ground you ever see?
nothings are what we are
solid smoke
i already did this one.
can't you hear my heart in the garden?
it sure beats a graham cracker sandwich,
with lemon zest, even.
the crows bark "steven, steven."
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