"Heist" by Allan Peterson

With the sky fairly smotheredI cannot see how brush marks make a chairor a tree of feathershow dreams go in and out of me like a breathwith music holding up the roomor land forms in a mile going foothills to flatthe light brushed off each eveningas I do dirt the driveway or finally midnightpassing before the clockholding up its thin surrendering black handsAllan Peterson is the author of four books, Fragile Acts (McSweeney's Poetry Series), a finalist for both the 2013 National Book Critics Circle and Oregon Book Awards. Other books include: As Much As (Salmon Press); All the Lavish in Common (2005 Juniper Prize, University of Massachusetts); Anonymous Or (Defined Providence Prize 2001) and six chapbooks. His next book, Precarious, is forthcoming from 42 Miles Press in 2014.

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