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The marigold at 9
telltale flashes of light struck by alpha
disorderly and as shapeless for all its wonders
as the aimless flow of sensation after a piece of event candy
a small glass disc coated with zinc a roadbed made with loving
currents that roll the nodules in a cloud chamber
sea creatures that shove to a screeching, honking halt in the narrow

Earthmovers take over in gangs themselves begotten by impact
engineers follow every stream, the phenomena of heat is motion
our mode of operation is zero there can be no division
made to order a city from the inner earth
coal, air and water have an opening

These high antennas and a timekeeping flower
of the convolvulus where it will hit

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