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Passed Down

though the father passes through us /
perhaps always a calloused ghost /
muttering from the back seat /
drawing the map as he walked /
hunched under low brows /
arriving at the bay with minimal scratches /
and a dry cheese sandwich /
smiling the further from humans and their split chatter /
things do not hold their meaning over time /
keys bound by a safety pin /
measurements in pencil on an envelope /
a bag of metal slugs from utility boxes /
pellet gun pellets in a saltshaker /
these things as heatless as the first true day of fall /
objects only appear with movement around them /
he was reluctant to celebrate anything /
knowing the world has a weight after us