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I Like Grapes, Snow Tires Are Noisey

jostling in the sheets
like a circling dog
conjuring sleep

flipping pillows
hunting for cool
buttressing knees
elbows, and toes
still, the sweet spot eludes

its going to be another long night

surfing random images
no redeeming theme
scattered flickerings
shapeless as the dark
what could it all mean

this streaming nonsense, my life

a very long night

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hmmm... the sweet spot, life itself?

I love your stuff Al, did I just repeat myself? The title, oh that title!


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