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In from the grain a neck shone,
a sandy shoe. Red or bad or wet
as needs be. The ache beyond
his other self, as you say he
will stay on for it. His rest
and arm will, too. Even the sky
is hard to see but leave, and see
and follow, and leave but see as well.

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from the Summer 1976 Issue of Perfect Bound

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By J.H. Prynne 👍