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a sunday afternoon, in June

An endless stupor,
of law abandonment;
you ride the red ticketed railways.
PALMS FLAT, against canals, droning out the
furious clamor of the white man`s sin.

Voraciously, gnawing on knuckles,
with proven scars you wear proudly
as if they were purple hearts.

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