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some 1 pms
some lunch breakers meet
in the shady parts of parks
yelling questions
so short,
words so simple,

that no one knows to look in the back room of a bar
or a frozen cave a bird once flew over

world people time god life death why

they yell their questions to be heard
over all the others
different people each 1 pm
though some have come before
but no one knows who they are
having already been there
they feel no more experienced with the art
of pointing flashlights at the sky