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WALT PHILLIPS
Prone
just the tops of the trees were moving
as before a storm
she told me she was tired
i knew she was
she'd been up since dawn
planning things to improve our lives
inside us were hearts and livers
and other things pumping and filtering
i didn't like the idea of storms
of the tiring people are prone to
but i had no say in how the life force
manifested itself
except for my small plot of free will -
if you could call it that
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