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May 01, 2007
5 haiku 183
A side-street murmurs,
saying the day is heavy
like the sun has weight.
A thousand voices
has the level walk beyond
the surrounding blocks.
He shuffles his feet,
thinks "morosity" a new
word he has just coined.
The sidewalk talks back
in a track-a-track shtrack code,
a thousand dead folk.
And he had a dream
about the men who built up
a bridge from below.
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