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I thought I was some problem
scientists could solve, a theory
the Nobel prize they’d hang up on their walls

but we’re from the last generation
that can disappear completely, unplug
pretend we’re never home

we laugh like animals, laughter welling
from some place behind the deepinside
we ghost away from old classmates

& lovers, drink this don’t pay attention
there is nothing happening here
this pretty postcard says it all

make a list of daydreams now & line them up
like soldiers staring over border walls

James Brush

James Brush is a teacher and writer who lives in Austin, TX. He tries to get outside as much as possible.

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