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#1
picket fence, chicken
wire, broken tiki lamp
laid against peeling paint
on white clapboards, one
tire, a dirt pile, a black
wading boot attached
to a downspout, boxwood
hedge draining green to
yellow, serape with big
scarlet stripe hangs,
fading curtain in one
window—wheelbarrows
on the lawn, one tipped on
end, the green metal
one on its side: afternoon
won’t come together
#2
five-gallon soy sauce
bucket with jagged rim
presents its pyramid of
empty bottles
topped by a Coke pint with
a broken neck: so
much for the parking
strip—bicycle rims sunk
halfway in soil make a
garden fence for spent
roses; the front step
hydrangea’s petrified
blossoms are on the nod;
next door a copper
flower pot holding nothing
at all today
Jack Hayes
© 2017
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