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on the porch I keep an empty two-foot plastic fishbowl
that I found at the dump—this is true—

and sometimes we wear it on our heads
because it’s impossible not to be full of joy—

which is an ordered innocence—and laugh at least a little
when you have a large plastic bubble on your head

Game length: We sit around the barbecue, and Tina pretends
to be an astronaut discussing who is more free, one who
gives into her passions or one who controls them? And Andres,
in his best French-Alien-intellectual accent, replies,
“Come, come, Mademoiselle Earthling, we’re all very cool and hip
here, non? And we all know quite well, which is to say not at all,
that nothing means anything.” And we all laugh again and again.