on the frontier
inside of an ice cube
I ask you if we can go to nantucket
can we go to the beach
I write 'patriot' on one shoe
'loyalist' on the other
and a man walks by
and flicks ash on my
metal and plastic
security blanket
and I wonder
'what is the name of this scorpion'
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