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The Twilight Collections Agency

by Rick Lord

From Canary April/May 2009

Crepuscular
dimorphic
(He twice
elegantly

long sleek
tight black
what look like
sensible

bustle
as if
disappear
bordering

Mink? Weasel?
Do we even know
Ah, yes:
North Woods

Next evening,
come looking
three-colored
now seriously

critters,
duo,
her size)
dressed:

brown coats,
leggings,
from here
expensive shoes,

across the road
against the lights,
beneath ferns
our creek.

Ferret?
these people?
the Fisher-Cats,
mafiosi.

the neighbors
for their precious
"money cat,"
delinquent.




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