11/29/24

the cold smell of brick
something is dislocated
it’s 6:13
and everyone has eaten dinner
but me
i’m standing in the smoke smelling cold
differentiating
the baby calls all our men daddy
ground changes
there were genteel killers here
tonight a bobcat and tabby
paws rippled on the sliding glass

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