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IN ALL THE WAYS BUT
rake-thin brother getting
burned by the sun
conducting the brute-wildest symphony
you've never heard
tomcat cross-eyed and lucky
lower than a dragon in the shade
sweetie on the P.M.
tellin’ em "Y'ALL GET THE FUCK
OUT OF HERE..."
and burning down a Newport
at dawn
radio man in a room
pushing 'gainst the walls of this city
like a saint
grackle in the court
yelling into the dusk
like he saying
"You ain't blacker’n me!"
Night outside my window
with a flatbar and kill kit
sees me pass under
until I get to the room
room it welcomes me
humming like an engine
in a ravine
tells me I'm one away from
nothing
that there ain't nobody
blue as me
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