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I play drum like I'm
caulking a tub, deliberately
rounding out the bottom.
There are no corners.

I load a washing machine
with boots then stand back
and watch.  My frame listens
to my fascinated eyes, and my
fascinated anus thrums to the
plink of the quarters dropping
to reduce the prevailing void,
to reveal form with a jackhammer
and then lie down.