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Post by juno 4/6/2011, 04:26

our indian neighbours are playing salsa music
it is afternoon, 12:02, i feel a friendly red, a fiery yellow
awash in distant greens, in blacks stomped to life
my coat is too warm for the fall

a joyful racket of gray rain
caught on my stockings
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