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undertown
in the undertown around the middle earthen jars the senseless struggle: i shall be released from this before the current pulls me undertown, around the rooting rockets way before the dawn of timing, when our cultured throats scream out so … Continue reading
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Somewhere Along the County Line
Let’s take a detour off the interstate — The roads are straight and intersect endless rows of soybeans, seed corn and winter wheat. Besides, if we get lost, and spend our evening the only lights on this road perhaps we’ll … Continue reading