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Open Window #1


open window on the second floor
floor to ceiling
my room in the back
I always preferred to have
the screen kicked out
I liked to sit on the ledge
and hang my small feet
out and over
daring death and myself
most I ever did though
was tear up photos
magazines, my brother's stuff
then toss offerings to the wind
watching the delicate float drift
to the sandbox below
soon to be scattered wide
by the New Baltimore breeze

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