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          On an amorphous mountain
     I was let go from my job as an animal kennel supervisor
 (foolishly)
          and goaded by that amorphous colonialness,
               I wrote my first poem, titled:

                    'Disappointed Hydrant'
                         And
                         picked
                         my way
                         back
                         down
                         the mo
                         untain
                         in the
                         dark
                         And
                         wai
                         ted
                         for
                         my 
                         pho
                         ne
                         to 
                         rin
                         g