Motions

For Man Ray

Carrying in the black bundle

the evening paused on the road

To tug at the laces

to peek beneath the paper

While it mumbled to itself

Then carried it another fifty feet

And stopped by the roadway

Sat down

And turned it upside down shook the package listened to it rattle

Then trotted away

Into the privacy of a little group of roadside trees

It returned smiling

carrying nothing

O lovely unpredictable

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