Jennifer L. Knox Poems

Probability, like time, is its own dimension.
The '86 Chevy Suburban laced by rust,
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Like songs that say only
I like it like that or
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Gobi (not your real name), where were you
before whoever left you here? What color
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When the waitress finally toddled back to our table,
she looked really funny:
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I think I might've clipped you
back there: sorry. I thought
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The Japanese feed peas to goldfish swimming upside down
which takes hours but the green balls get gas out which is why
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