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J O S H U A M C K I N N E Y
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The difference between
   
the
river road Its dark traveling
   
under the sheen of Hard thought, and say
   
a kid riding The sofa, shrieking
   
"Mr Toad! Mr. Toad!" Is accident
   
the comparison above which
Gulls have now begun
   
to squawk or sing Clashes with the idea
   
that this is not A poem. Pick one:
 
a dead whale or a stove boat On the beach
   
sudden flotsam Flings speech back at
   
itself by chance A knot
   
a thing
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