There’s an old cat

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In the old house, Gelman,
but you’re not there . . .

I, sweeping the new house, you

Locking the newer, towns

away from the cat,
each other, the nearest pharmacy.


Far too old to want a knee, too

blind; how is leaving her
bowl white an end to this?

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