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on a hot August night listening to old Marty Robbins records as the stars burn holes in the silken fabric of the night a bottle of beer sweats, a plate of cheddar darkens like roses hearkening to thunderstorms a bullet sings hotly past an ear and stuffs into the deep folds of a coal dust-blackened night feet up on the porch-rail, hand stuffed in a box of Ritz crackers electric hiss of the needle’s drop
Posted on: Sat, 09 Aug 2014 04:39:34 +0000

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