Underwater

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This was found in The Great Gatsby (Chapter 5)

It’s too late

A wild tonic in the rain
A light dignified knocking
It wasn’t the appropriate reply
To get the grass cut

Look at that

Nobody’s coming to tea
The exhilarating ripple of her voice
Set us all back at least another minute
If that’s what you mean

What grass?

Just get one of those pink clouds
The automatic quality of answer
Irregular lawn, well-shaved
Nearly toppled down a flight of stairs

The grass looks fine

As close as a star to the moon
Gone beyond her, beyond everything
A rather confidential sort of thing
The owl-eyed man broke into ghostly laughter

It stopped raining


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