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Some bills affect my will.
Things are all that’s left. Just now at the ATM, some jerks 
were kicking the marigolds. 
Guess what never blooms. By now we have sixty names. 
The cars were flying. Words were rising—
what used to be just smoke. 
I almost said something. This is all fascinating, but—
to put a word where there is none— 
an interrogative sentence is a temporary solution. No one ever asks 
whether flowers should be permanent. 
I should be permanent. Only I know what to buy 
when only buying works.