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THE MARBLE TYPEWRITER

Putting the magnet
Up to the hook, the parachute
Landing on the corner of the carpet

Four marbles lined up
Along the airplane's fuselage

Bits of crayon on the floor,
Empty ziploc

Chairs at right angles,
The easel out in the middle
Frayed purple workshirt
Draped over it

A half a saxophone
In the paint tray
With the chalk and
An inverted limousine

The turtle lying on its back
By the radiator
Is a kite

Chaos is hereditary