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JUSTIN MARKS NOWHERE WILL WE NOT HEAR WELCOME HOME Suddenly it’s later I’m being tailgated by a school bus Not so young and temperamental I feed my body healthy things An alternative geography Amplification that moves beyond its source Without the second there is no first Repetition threading the narrative Are these gray hairs or dandruff I see before me One excitement sparks another Imitation is the opposite of derivation No master narrative Only poems People talking to each other Forms of love and care |