KIDNAP!
There's not a shining presence to
this feature on the hill: blue car,
red tractor, jarring disjunction.
BUT the lady has some closure
with her clothesline I can see :
farmer-flannel shirts, a pair of
jeans or three. I think here in
only absurd terms - if we
capture the farmer who lives
here within, Pat Tarnoff the
mail box says, we'd still be
unable to lock him away to
be kept hidden and silenced:
for even while slowly dying,
Pat is apt to tap.
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