The tuition was too obscure so he didn't. But
then later he was invited to read and he did,
carefully, wearing nothing but a body. The class
filmed everything for a documentary on
ethics, let him back into the wild as
unaltered as possible. During the reading,
Poem ducked through glass cases and found
himself matching his tone to the sounds of
heating ducts and plumbing--the building
applauded and his grades never made it
through the mail.
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