like tall thin people
telephone
poles
lean
on their
shadows
nothing
but heat
wheat
over the hills
sun
blue time fades
in the vulture
sky
cricket cry
waiting-
the open window breeze
of twilight
telephone
poles
lean
on their
shadows
nothing
but heat
wheat
over the hills
sun
blue time fades
in the vulture
sky
cricket cry
waiting-
the open window breeze
of twilight
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