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A DRY SONATA II The mantis asks for nothing Hidden word or psychic voice Salvation, revelation Deliverance from

the karmic ties A place to chant A place to defecate Nothing With antennae erect Infant arms that grope above her lone torso Aged and stooped She shuffles into an unassuming dusk Busy old night Half-steps echo on the silent plain

San Francisco, 1974

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