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“Only family members are allowed to ride in the ambulance”

“Only family members are allowed to ride in the ambulance”

Listen into me for a moment.
Now extend that and look.
That is where
the instant, year, is marked.

I count three.
Three different versions of enunciation,
childhood, as it were,
and also something, it is said, great.

Composure weakening until there is no ‘was’
left in it.
Who it happened to,
they feel it acutely not a story,
a real moment
with no source for clearing.

And further, the inside,
how it weighs, (what?)
The utmost of everything.
The break with the people of one’s entire life-
both hands in their universe,
cleaning shop, looking for the next day,
and the next, you see?

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