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100 music Sunny Saturday and I’m trapped as ever and ever in the great bones of my skull Minds seething all around me The Latino woman across the street that I spy on through my scrim curtain and lust after mestizo rangy androgynous what’s this Saturday morning like for her? trundling down her front steps with her brown little girl My friend Jerry whom I haven’t seen in months he lives only blocks away his domed white head of shipyards and wiring diagrams the news behind the news I’ve always been haunted by All-the-Minds Does it have entity? like a tree say giant monkey puzzle shimmering in the sun Charles Brown is singing the blues on my radio His voice 101 so intricate with what he knows And the music that knows more ...

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