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Dennis and Michael

Gregory O'Brien

We climb up darkness and
fall back down —
you don’t know
the half of it,
                        as one friend
said to another or as
one half of a lawn is consumed
by shadows.
                        An overcast afternoon
all of us under
the big tree. What part of a man
is a bookshelf — something
reached up to
                        or from which
words are brought down?
A lightbulb dangles
above the world. What hope there is.


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