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got up dawn
down to the racetrack.
riding the windows down
shortly after first heart attack.
you behind the paddock,
asphalt underfoot,
coming up through the

green things
pale things

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

pale things
pale green

my sister at three a.m.
last december.
she told me how you'd died at last, at
and morning at the race track was one thing I remembered.
I turned it over in my
a living chinese finger trap.
seaweed and indiana

green things
pale things