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HE'S GOT A DEEP, ABIDING RESPECT

VERGING ON IDOL WORSHIP

FOR WHERE THINGS END UP.

THERE ARE UNOPENED LETTERS

IN HIS REFRIGERATOR, A FAKE

FINGERNAIL IN THE SOAPDISH,

SHOES EVERYPLACE.

THESE THINGS, AND MANY MORE

LEAVINGS, FRAGMENTS, BALANCING

REMINDERS OF A BREEZE

FROM A SLAMMED DOOR- CONFIGURATIONS OF SANCTIFIED LOOSE ENDS- HAVE BECOME THE LIVING NET

ABOVE WHICH HE PERFORMS

THE MOVEMENTS THAT MAKE

THE CLOCK WORK.