Things Left Out
Panic, from the pilot's baritone.
The suffering of apples.
The crankiness, the whining, the pitiful end that elegies refuse to name.
Things.
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Things Left Out |
Old tractors, their rust a kind of language between that of birds and trees. Panic, from the pilot's baritone. The suffering of apples. The crankiness, the whining, the pitiful end that elegies refuse to name. Things. |
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