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the truck is gone.
the truck is scrap.
(just that one half of the bumper,
just that license plate from Big Lake)
everything else is gone.
everything else is scrap.
and my dog is here.
and my dog is still here.
and there’s that part of me
that the truck had.
and there’s that part of me
that i heard in its engine,
that i see now when my dog runs,
and it’s a part of me even though
the truck is gone.
the truck is scrap.
my dog is here.
i scrapped my truck the monday after thanksgiving 2013
