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Study Rain
04:53
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Annotate the capstone
and prepare—
three days' walk,
milk scattered cows.
Sign your name
on the shattered—
Cart before,
swept behind.
March to grotto, banjo fence
(Barrel a peck...)
Who needs calamine?
(...and the sugar of lead technology refines—)
Air to blur and settle...
Chimney-pots and slate removed
(Under the old state who?)
Depth and volume define—
(desert and skies blue, undraw a sanded line)
I can study rain.
Whose face on the coin the ransom bought?
(Signify to the water...)
Civil twilight, resent the shadows
(Testify to the ground.)
Counterfeit the dictionary
(Understate the frequency—)
Bury armies, harvest fountains.
(Who will beat, beat the drum?)
Testified to the puma—(understate...
I saw Montgomery wince. (under the old...
Nail the wind to the water, (under the old state...
Tie the flame to the ground (who?)
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He rides a donkey through the city –
He wears trousers ’cause his knees aren’t so pretty –
in swerving traffic, past oil derricks,
under bridges to his Uncle Eric’s…
He carries compasses in leather satchels,
in canvas, corduroy…and smells of burning matches –
a switchblade ego, a turnpike mind,
an appled oranger spilling coffee grounds and rinds.
(He’s…)
Lance Crocker
Lance Crocker
Lance Crocker
Almanac cracker!
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Not so high and lonesome as a question mark implied
Not as wild as mercury, but close
Doesn’t get much lower than the waterline at Doubtful Sound
Driving rhythms drive me to the coast
Sally showed up in the mail
When I helped her post her bail
Looking spotless, looking pale
Sally followed me around
To the shore and back to town
She drew the crescent, drew it down
She took me down to Doubtful Sound
Poisonous and venomous marine organisms
Clothbound books embossed with skates and rays
A butterfly distraction on a Sunday in the plumbing shop
The ringing in my ears goes on for days
Sally’s long and tall and blonde
Sally plays me like a song
When we turn each other on
Sally fits me like a crown
Sally sure does get around
She’ll be my verb and I’m her noun
She took me down to Doubtful Sound
Sally’s dance is messed around
Sally rides her legend down
‘Round the roses, alley-bound
She took me down to Doubtful Sound
Look into her cat’s eye, you can see beyond the deep
But she’s higher and she’s brighter than the moon
Doesn’t drive a Mustang, but she overdrives with overtones
That rise and fall like swells in the monsoon
Sally joins me at the hip
Sally goes down like a ship
Turn her up and let her rip
Sally followed me around
To the shore and back to town
Can’t help but wonder where we’re bound
She took me down to Doubtful Sound
She took me down to Doubtful Sound
She took me down to Doubtful Sound
She took me down, she took me down
She took me down
She took me down
She took me down
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