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Thursday, May 6, 2010

Dog and Me

There is an end to time.

Here in this meadow at dusk
with the dog
we sit apart
together in time
with time
to walk back
for dinner.

In the meadow I think:
Is the table there?

At table I think:
Is there a meadow?

We'll go and check
tomorrow
the dog and me.

If we find it
we'll sit apart
together in time
with time
to walk back
for dinner.

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