off, laughed,
talked of guns
and amusements—to escape
the burden of internal history
a bicycle leaning
up against the wall
the violent death
of no relation
the faintest fire
dark, blue, & then.
The shot
seemed to end
to decide the question
what happens when it rains
there is a hole in the ceiling
open to the sky.
That is not a hole but an oculus.
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