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Thused.poetics | poetriation Thused.poetics poetriation     Song of the Flatlands •September 11, 2013 • Leave a Comment Song of the Flatlands For Idaho, and for Kansas Listen, City, Listen. Can you hear us? We are here, in the slow rain of eighteen-wheeler tread, in cricket din, the tallgrass thicket whipping like a brushfire eats, Listen, the morning sweats its birds, the jet trails are a music hanging by its wire in the sky, which we see all of, day and night. Listen: This is where they make soldiers. This is where your trash is buried, this is where we keep your stars. Listen: terrible beehive of the wind farm distant rifle, cuckooing backfired pickups, Listen, your metrocard is useless here your impeccable shoes impractical to step and feel the wet seep in your toes this is where water comes from, where it goes. Listen: The wind is killing something in the snow and it’s alright. This is where blood eats blood. Where all the wild things are. Listen: Ther...

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