Mowing Diaries, 03

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Part 4 of the 5 part series

Updated 06/02/2022
Created 05/29/2002
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june/06/2003

A noise!
it sounds like distance
gnashing with nearness

my neighbor, annoyed
by winged things
takes out seagulls
crows,
an occasional sparrow
swooping as if it is its
religion

he is the poster child
of property ownership pride
and often scratches his dome
before deciding to prance across
the yard to this or that

wife and implements wait in
quarters provided,
he has forced his telephone
to ring my telephone,
”hey, come on over.
we have lots of food.”

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