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IN THE MIDDLE OF THINGS

Begging for a soda biscuit.
When he came through the hallway, tie undone.
She relaxed.
"Do you think so, O'Reilly?"
And what about regret, anyway.
That was exactly the problem with her: too much joy,
Or maybe too much Too Much Joy.

Gaul is divided into three parts.
Attaboy.

What's really difficult is to tell
The story not in a paragraph or a sentence,
But to summarize it in exactly as many words
As the story itself.

He was good for a laugh like that.
We met him at the far end of the bar.

It was raining, but it
Was raining. In a previous life
He'd been an inventor
Of useless and frequently dangerous objects.

Go ahead, describe the sexual tension.
The shoes were covered with snails.

As it happens, subordinate clauses
Are not your friend. It was a mark of praise
For him to say: "His happiness
Is free of ickiness." The glamor
Appeared to be color-coded. Time
Dragged its nails along his back.

Now when we gather under the Japanese maple
We cover ourselves with glowworms in advance.