:1:
Migraine weather, ninety,
or ninety-nine.
Blipping poplars
barcode a road
straight as rail, or
a thermometer line.
:2:
Four dogs, down, tongues
like untucked shirtstails.
Mud, or Assyrian concrete,
preserving the hook-prints
of its many past horses,
all facing in different directions.
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