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Ohio is waiting on the captain of this boat to maneuver this storm.
Meanwhile, the fox and the hound drop
their boots and soft shoes, drop their shirts and pretenses, drop their

selves into the ocean—
East—not hoping
for the eye but for the other side.

This talk
about cucumber and ginger leaves fox
hungry. She twitches her tail toward hound

as if to say come on, come
on, come on and he responds
please don't drowned me now.

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The fox trot that is the fox
and the hound goes
something more like a waltz.

Misty says their juxtaposition is neither
less than accessible nor a rhyme scheme.
Learning to tie an old fashioned

love song is the fox trot.
The love song that is the fox
and the hound is linear. Complicated

by triplets and a minor scale.
The coda brings the fox to the hound and back
to "yearning," the number one hit this year.

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Finding a junkyard shore, fox and hound gather themselves
modest against the rusted backdrop.
They crawl        and jump          and find a banjo.

Fox finds new boots to cover her fox feet and hound plays 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 3.
The sun does not shine. You see Hound dying inside. 
Misty says we need more

toast. Misty says we need.
See fox—and hound is licking her fur dry.
You see Hound dying inside.

Fox and Hound drive away looking down.

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