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Howie Good
Heart of Hearts
Let others be the dull former children
sleepwalking down the aisles of box stores,
the married scientists battling
killer cockroaches on TV,
the apparent suicide who trespassed
along the railroad tracks.
O frightened beneficiaries of the incidental!
She moves under me,
and as police congregate
just south of the train station,
my heart spreads like a crime spree
across four more states.
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