hi sunrise
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		steady and leady and clacking she goes
		unzipping the landscapes the backyards the ghosts
		of towns and the sad woods the junkyards and passing
		the flashing redhuggings

		and in the morning twelve hours now past
		where new england chews gum and spits in the great lakes
		as blues and as drizzle -- in self-mending marshes

		hi sunrise
		the blonde head well blonde only in hi lights
		a straight-wavy fuzzied head
		up ahead a seat ahead ascends slowly
		(been waiting for)

		hi sunrise i send silently in ardor.


			Marek Lugowski
			4 March 1997
			Chicago Illinois