Conversation with a Saber-tooth Tiger
As I consider the ratio of immune function
And kindness, a man in a tank top
Knits a scarf in a coffee shop
In Northumberland in November.
In another place they are
Hooking electrodes to couples
Measuring sweat and memories
And its reverberations.
Veterans are walking down this street
With medals and some real flags
And some souvenir flags and a small
Dog. One cub scout waves at the sidewalk
A man makes a record with his iPhone
Only during a parade do you wave
At cars driving down the street,
But maybe every day
We should be like, Holy shit a car.
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