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Squeeze the sponge on the bucket. Rub it over the windshield.
Scrape the rubber with your thumb. Drag across the glass knowing
The murky view refreshes just like that lucidity
Between white blotter jingle-jangle and when wallpaper
Begins to swirl like the end papers of van Gogh's notebook
Securely behind glass in an Amsterdam museum.
05 March 1997