Big Plans Small Apartment
The molding slowly
creeps across the ceiling
and neatly meets in corners
for compliments
from the neighbors: paintjob
all the way to the edges
otherwise it's not a job,
but an experiment like:
Kevin, what do you think
of this one, or
Kevin, what do you think
of this one.
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ooh shafer! I like this poem! and the yao one and the one after this one. I wish I could see one of your readings. I miss you down here, any chance you're coming in soon? Nana mentioned a day, one of those holiday days. I wonder if it's the one coming up next weekend... love you lots, gracie
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