small power tool, Bruce is in his shed
sanding guitars
sonic impressions from video game song
in the other room in another timeline
tires on wet snow it is never perfect
outside but we talk about how
it could be
a little sunnier
a siren bathing walls blue
flicks of cat tail, too
in the window where nothing harms the
dust
when the song ends, it whistles out
of frame, cartoon tornado-like
and always planes to O'hare rush
in from the
wide mouthed lake
and i collect my senses
<3
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