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i think that i am to go to the tiny town fire station/police station/public bathroom space and find myself amongst the absurd sociability of a small new england town when something out of the Ordinary is happening. the fire station is not terribly far from the Large Wooden Clam Replica and the claws of the 15' plywood lobster point toward it: thattaway--->
while i am standing in line, i will be visible to those passing overhead in aircraft because of the immense hat that i shall wear.
the ballots are paper here i think.
later, i will go to the beach and lay in the sand in roughly a crucifix position so that passengers from other aircraft have a reason to look out their window and say "jesus."
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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear
it make you sick.
-kamau brathwaite
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