Reed Bye

          Back at the wheel
   --where's your wallet?--
   remember
          to cancel the journals--
   huffing and puffing
          is not an affliction of the moon     
   like God with extra clothing
saying something like "except it moved long ago"
   in a code revealed to you later
          in an address to
“simulated” witnesses on their way
   to an abortion clinic

All
put on coats
   the color
          of rabbits
   with a soft supple suede leather liner--

          Curious to think now
you're home again-- having gone out and
   come back—how everything
          seemed to point to it,
the tennis ball, the dog, the leftover
   greens, the fork and knife
          crossed on a bowl, now you see them
   marching
          against the oncoming traffic of
   tunic'd neighbors
to get a basket filled.  It causes one
   to want to join the planets
          because of the rounder motion

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