You have a prepaid call from AR4272,
a cattle-branded criminal in SLO, California;
a boy: sleepy grin, eating scrambled eggs at your mother’s table.
To accept this boy say or dial 5 now.
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To be California, hold an ear tag applicator to his head.
A Madrona tree, with its peeling bark
and banana-shaped leaves, leans out
over Penn Cove against a pillow of gray sky.
Around the tree’s trunk, a gnat
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pumps her white wings again and again