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calling cards 2

it was the winter steve left
the butter in with the flatware
and I found some chicken
on my bed, all wrapped up in a shopping bag.
it was the winter we spoke through
walls through tin can phones through
calling cards, mixed metaphors and
the ocean crashing and breaking
pulling and straining
on all sorts of things.

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