Day 4,004 Odyssey

Her journey
beyond his
predicting the world
will end breaks

down moments
before she sees
a pigeon die

in the street. Before
Americana loses
its eighth

meaning. But not before
she gets to dance
away his blues

on a boulevard. Cut
down the middle,
she would never murder

rabbits in anyone’s
garden. And he can
respect that—even if
he owns a gun.

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