outside the walls of Octatillo................ I picked up the keys and put them in my pocket.
too many coats of varnish........
white bandages.........In the bedroom, one of Marlin's dufflebags
the holes that the woodpeckers made............lay partially unpacked beside the closet door.
preoccupied with the application........
brown grass on the hills...I dumped his clothes out.
the holes in the cactus........In a hurry, I threw in the clothes that I liked -
a glass of beer............ blue jeans,
tried to touch them......... ........................a couple of shirts,
remembering champagne......... .............warm blue socks.
the words that were written in the painting.... always a hot day in Arizona........ strewing meat and sauce in a wide circle........ the endless aisles of Home Depot........ the smell of the leather couch........ I could almost feel his hands..................... hand carved napkin rings......................... sopapillas...................... mustard colored tiles............... the long walk into town.................. the sound that the lizards made..............

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