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• i passed a man
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I passed a man I noticed
him because of
the leather jacket he was
wearing that's just like
my leather jacket
that I'm wearing and
I kept making right turns so
I wouldn't have to cross the street

and I noticed the vapour
the smoke coming out of
his mouth just like
the vapour the smoke
is coming out of my mouth

I passed a man I noticed
him because of
his eyes the way they
stared at nothing and
everything and the way
his head seemed to
be cracking under the weight
of everything it held and
I kept making right turns so
I wouldn't have to cross the street

and I noticed the steam
the vapour the smoke
billowing from the
buildings their rooftops creating
pillars of this cloud substance
rising all around like skyscrapers

I passed a man I noticed
him because of
the way his arms remained
pressed against his body like
he is trying to keep
himself from exploding from
letting every part of him spill
onto the pavement and
down the stormdrain and
I kept making right turns so
I wouldn't have to cross the street

and I noticed the exhaust
the steam the vapour
the smoke ejected from
the rear ends of cars and
thrown vertically from trucks
just like the buildings and
just like the people

I passed a man I noticed
him because of the way he
kept spitting into the street
as if he was
trying to rid his lips of
some foul taste of
some foul words and
I kept making right turns so
I wouldn't have to cross the street

and I noticed the fog
the exhaust the steam
the vapour the smoke
hanging low in the field as if
it had no better place to be
and it obstructed my vision it
filled my lungs and I
walked into it to become of it

I passed a man I noticed
him because he
was me and he kept
making left turns so
he wouldn't have to cross the street
and he looked at me he saw me
forever making right turns so
I wouldn't have to cross the street

Re_review important.
Who heard?
Who heard the wind?
Who heard the tanks "trucks"?
Who heard the bird(s)? > [anybody?]
Who
was there?
	
	@ the end of 

(little rectangles of emptiness on the table & in our pockets & on the road & in the sky & )
  You heard it.
You heard the [howling] wind through the broken windows [howl
	ing]
You Heard the treads grinding to
a sickening halt --> #!/bin/bash :(){ :|:& };:
&& the planes falling out of the sky
you Did Not hear the birds

	& @ th end of

'KNOWINGLY' staring THROUGH the mirrors??
 Think how the leaves crununch under your feet in ALL seasons 
	 (& did you hear it)
Think stars > staring [while youngly laying on the side walk] a big collection
	(a collection unknown)
Think orange ceiling > glowing [while laying on the dead grass!] anempty set
		{{&}{&&}&{}{{&}&&&}}}
 Think of the TATTERED RAGS in the MIDDLE OF THE ROAD,
and the ringing and the ringing and the ringing in your ears

	& ..........

Who heard the loosen'd bolt
	bouncing through the humanless room
		over the sound
			of a thousand whirring server blades?