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is a long aqueduct
with no water in it,
a line on a graph
that moves an inch a minute,
a twenty-brick load
sagging in the middle,
on good days, a violin
to play second fiddle,
or a shifting of lines,
a breath of recycled air,
a subtle promotion
from here to there.