I came from a land where men
__(with eyes in their hands
______eyes nested in their palms
________________in saliva and cowblinks)
___watched my little
________________brother sleeping

I came from a land where machines
______spooled the monsters from behind the clouds
__________(the monsters that ate our fears
________flayed by art still lank of breath)
______and turned them into rolls of

________________paper towels
_________tin foil
_________symbols,
_________all of us,
___30% off
______(__with coupon)

I came from the land where I waited
__(on curbs, walls and dumpsters, and stepladders)
_______________for the coming of my parents' car
_______________for a flowering in my ribcage
________________________while my library card was studied
______________________and in it my many names
_____________________________my mea culpas
__________________________and my loveless thirsty marrow

I came from a land that is yet newsprint
I came from a land that is never so trusting
_________________________________of me





(Note: underscores intended to compensate for woeful lack of formatting.)

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