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advertisement
a left hand splash
and road go
where are we say a
thing
this is an
advertisement
for the failure of
words
and their announcement
little windows where we
sell the view
and you can buy a piece
thereof
in the shop where the
clock’s
been taken down
so no one will notice
the time
we advertise the words
themselves
map being its own
territory
I fidget and forget
their absence
and ours from them
a song is singing
itself
drowning out
flag flies over
a little salute
make mine magic
the failing
gung often ho
protects defends
beats sweeps, so on
every poem for itself
praise paean
commercial
it’s catchy
advertorial too
up an hour before I am
hair still all day
sleeping
wild as the wind it is
from
let me have a hymn’sworth
make a motzanext
in your dreams
should there be payment
for what can’t be
helped?
and just as ants and
birds tell rain
tune always comes from
thin air
no one ever mentions
the money
ask for attention by
way of a poem
that’s the best way to
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