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Every
night down the side of Hamilton
Avenue
when it rains
the snails try to cross
the sidewalk
I
don't know why
cause there's nothing to eat out
there
and it can't be too
comfortable
but maybe that's why
The
carnage is terrible
pedestrians clop along to the
popping sound of crushing
shells
like mouthfuls of ice being
chewed
So
I go down there and snail
move
One
by one I pick them up
each time slowly so that the
snail has time to let go of the
ground
and not get a sore belly
each one gets a
scolding
get
out of the street! what are
you thinking?
it'll take you a damned year
to get back to the grass from
here!
how did you manage to get to
be full-grown behaving like
this?
They
are beautiful and keep coming
back
to huddle around the puddle of
their squashed friends
And
I move them again
Nobody
knows, and I don't get paid
don't sit around thinking about
snails
I move them as my little way of
saying no
to all the people who have tried
to break me
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