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Wish Book

the catalogue is too near /
so many things sliced thin /
we must have choice /
mostly the choice to not choose something /
all those pages to be considered /
in that calm, airless space /
where there are many too many things /
but that is the display we deserve /
more than all /
not another earth /
that would be too confusing a responsibility /
and the duplication of like no other /
but a universe closed neat /
resting on the corner /
keeping the table steady /
counting down before we awake /
all its endless matters shut flat

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