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Leigh Davis


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            Big Bang

He walked like an autumn poplar file
walked- startled, static in instances, one
squarrous spiky thicket shifting across
another.. his was a class poplar
file or one (so far) employed, a leadlight
tree diagram, where a fenceline
past one tree was only the skeleton
of a fence, against the
configuration of a tree..
anything could happen between the branches,
it seemed precarious, polygonal,
or so conjunctive, off again from station
to station, white salaried placed
each few seconds.


 


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Last updated 6 October, 2009