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A Red Wheelbarrow

 Rest and look at this goddamned wheelbarrow.
Whatever It is.
Dogs and crocodiles, sunlamps.
Not For their significance.
For their significant.
For being human The signs escape you.
You, who aren't very bright Are a signal for them.
Not, I mean, the dogs and crocodiles, sunlamps.
Not Their significance.

Poem by Jack Spicer
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