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brown water rushing river white
foam crashes sand yellowbrown gold
ellipses kiss a sentence once or twice
the silence we fall into so sweet like
honeyed leaves redyellowbrown piles
sweeping starry broom of tunes and whistles
and random exclamations "look: a lizard,";
i smell coffee when you open your mouth
not unpleasant but like a water cooler when
you've been at the desk too long
suffering blinding ancient sicknesses
of stagnation? loving you, as if i could?
funny ideas sick bitter tricks with whistles
can make you think you're hearing two notes
but it's all in the posturing tongue
and brown water washes my posturing tongue and
coffee and something fruitsweet and human
maybe ape in a redbrown way, ancient, ticklish
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