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Kansas forces gather

Kansas forces gather, invisible hands, on the dole. “There’s nothing to see here. Move on by.” (I love an intrigue.) Sort through the clothes on the racks, which one fits? The coal miners care, of course they do. But someone else has to care too or make a story like they do. Prices upon motives upon prices. What does it take to create value? Men pushing up a mountain and getting other men to look towards the ocean. “There! There!” Circling the perimeter, the gerrymanderers, the underground tunnel makers. Who is taking too much today? If anything is possible, the great reality deep in the ground can’t escape. So, we all will wear yokes, those of us who care, anyway.


I write abecedarian sequences

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