A Briefcase Full of Doves

Trapped in a foamy wave
thoughts of a cordless drill

Explaining that life is like a nectarine
or a can of soup on a piece of wood

Feet covered in sand
while the mind glistens

The chemistry of the universe
behind the zipper of a windbreaker

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