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got up before
went to the racetrack.
riding with the down
shortly after your heart attack.
you parked the paddock,
asphalt underfoot,
coming up the cracks

pale green
pale green

we watched the run their workouts.
you held your stopwatch in your left
and a form beneath your arm,
your gaze way out to no man's land.
sometimes meet you out there
and frightened.
flicking my tongue out at the wet

pale things
pale things

my sister called at a.m.
just december.
she told me how you'd at last, at last
and that morning at the track was one thing I remembered.
I it over in my mind
like a chinese finger trap.
and indiana sawgrass

pale things
pale things