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Comments about francine harris
I'm telling you it's not like you disappeared, that's not the point.
The point is you didn't vanish, or trail off or come all out in your hazen gown.
The point is you brought it on. fifteen boy, with your dropping stone,
the pull your own, the i-skip-railroad-tracks
and moon ties over the city. the point is you could have, Sully-eyed.
You could have rinsed with water or staved it off, instead
you left the bowl alone, heeded the time's roadside signs.
The point is you took it upon your self to bring that out and leave it out to dry.
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