Dedicatory
when we're dead and gone
then may our children's
children's children
--however long--
translate our ash
that we reside at last
where once technocrats
weave baskets and all
master the changes
master the changes
on harmonica, the family of viols
and the categorical imperative
of cleaning our own toilets
however long it takes
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porous, nomadic
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