3. Constellation i

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3.

the free, the given, these constellations, the high

way we name and navigate by

each myth, each life, each narrow

escaping ray, caught in the blue darkening

clay, each revolver

thrown into a sky, a distant chamber that howls

to be seen by passerby.

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