January 4: Revisiting April 20

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Breeze blew my papers
down into the culvert, oh hell.

My only defense
against an early rattler

is drunk bravado.
Animals here have fur

the color of dead grass,
cloud or contrail–

it’s motion that gives
us all away.

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