Returnables
The sardine cans
follow one another into the city
while a poet relaxes all day,
crosses your tracks, dots your landscape,
and if you read one of his poems,
you've read them all. "Come out,
come out, wherever. You are!"
The sardine cans
follow one another out of the city.
Your life is filled with a house and its tools,
saturated with olive oil and prosody.
 
Music by Brian Hutzell
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