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Nothing routine

 

Voices braided (in the street below).
Music curdled (in the breakfast bowl).

Stones (kicked), carrots (invented),
an orange peel (replaced, at great expense).

You won’t be able (to save the world), you know
and cross the bridge as two swans

drift to sleep together
(the whole canal to themselves).