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Why I Live In Town

For your garage light
in morning darkness
illuminated world of
order and vinyl siding
clipped lawn, basketball
hoop with its net intact
a window out my window
a different world, arranged
just so, as if your yard is explaining
its world view again, patiently,
to all the more disheveled neighbors—
Look, it’s not so hard
Begin anywhere.

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