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Street Creek

I saw them.
Standing in free sleet
judging distances
and ratios,
paws bending back
on cold freezing street,
scattered mews-
A furry flow.

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A Poem

When all
nine align
atmospheres
collide
and
biomorphs
fall from
Counter-Earth.

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