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20 Pedestrians Crossing the key to the car you once owned the sky cornflower blue all that summer a dull knife that cuts in chunks the smell of lovers sweet and yeasty all that you conjure from a drawer marked yesterday as today slides by unnoticed a neighbor’s dog getting old hangs her head tail droops wags with effort sometimes she hides from the kids— no longer patient enough to fetch and run she lifts her back leg as if to scratch thinks better of it 21 and turns slowly toward you you think of your own legs moving in dreams of dancing— the dog raises a jaundiced eye sniffs air as if to say: is this worth the trouble? what happens translates so quickly without wasted effort as we amble on our separate ways ...

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