Read a poem by another poet written
on the same day:

olly olly open free
i could have shouted
but made no complaints because
the drive was so intriguing
(mt. baker enshrouded
   on a clear day
(Puyallup
   however its beaty [?]

just dumb luck is all

(many of these people live alone
(have only pets to miss them

to think the dryrot chewed worse
than any termite could dream

i drifted for a second ..
   i was just thinking

there's a world out there
we all need to pay more attention
   to