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Final Sonnet 366
The boys are singing to drive away the noxious birds
Before women it is useful to practice on statues
& now I am here to tell you all that I have discovered
That living is one of the best things—
there where I ripped it
That her eyes couldn’t have been more beautiful—
I just thought they were
Driving my utopian car over the dystopian roads
I go over and look at myself
& look surprised
Because living is one of the best things I go over
I stand there listening to the sunshine burning the grass
My horn a crumpled dream
Earthlings ! Comrades ! ¡ Adiós !
Work out your salvation with diligence
As if everything were still possible
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