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The Anterior Insula and Hwy W

Saturday, September 05, 2009

middle-inning weirdness
consumed the center fielder
and by extension
the young starting pitcher

it could be said he chased himself from the game


one voice
gave way
to forty-thousand
questions



((sleep, darling, and return
to poise known and learned

a gaze steady forward and in))