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Chicagoetry: Ode To A Hoover Bagless Cyclonic Action Quik-Broom With On-Board ToolsODE TO A HOOVER BAGLESS CYCLONIC ACTION QUIK-BROOM WITH ON-BOARD TOOLS I and I: machine. Quiet machine: Every street light up Pulaski The grid breathes. You have to breathe. one by one, vanishing Steel brick and the soft, spring Tear duct Yeah: for the most part, factor in Ah! The HUM. havoc only sometimes The paid stay so the machine quieter. I and I swoon too, don't Surely machine, to testify. - J. J. Tindall is the Beachwood's poet-in-residence. He can reached at jjtindall@yahoo.com. Chicagoetry is an exclusive Beachwood collection-in-progress. Posted on May 19, 2009 |
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