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Pain Thinks of Something Biography

what it was without growing old a fever
a check up the cold front dragging
a rake a plow Pain thinks of something

biography a place a word clearing &
threshing snow & leaves opening the hour
without growing old what it was Pain

thinks of something arthritis blindness
colloquy of field & figure light what
it was without blindness Pain thinks of

something biography what house & table
without growing old without habitude
without offering what evidence taking its meat


— Laurie Lamon