if it had no earlobes i
would still hang earrings
from this impossible
plight in blatant
obvious ways resound
with duplicity fulfill the
bureaucratic wishes of
stars
i would pick up the footprints of
square white daffodils
call out to ships in an upside down harbor
as the sun rises into the sea

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