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i wonder
what the neighbors
would think
if i climbed
up on my roof
to spend
the afternoon
posing,
maybe walk
back and forth
like an egyptian
or pretend
i’m a weathervane
or one of those
spinning things,
a whirligig!
windmilling
my arms
in opposite
directions,
turning
to follow
the clouds

chances are
they’d think
nothing of it,
but damn if i don’t
want to learn
to mime

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