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at three A.M., the troopers on the wrong road again, how up all night he came back in the morning with his teeth in to admire his tracks. Farmers plowing around shifted to neutral, their eyes heavy from interrupted sleep, and contemplated sending a
pound of salt into Galloway’s backside. Everyone wants to be Galloway, to speak the language of gesture, to be the image itself without
words.
Everyone needs a gallon of gas. Everyone works for low wages. Their heads bob in and out of
sleep. Poetry will not get them Out of the house of night.
It will not park them at the far end of Spencer Cemetery
where White River bends beloiv Whitehall Pike and lovers set loose their hormones, where even on windless nights the tree limbs sigh while the names cut in stone groiv fainter in the acid rain.
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