Two men
are standing
on opposite sides of the street
shouting at each other
voices filled with colors
that slap the air with bakers hands
and fall into the street
and break
leaking feathers and marbles
tin cars
and tennis balls

Despite
the similarity of their shouting
they will never
ever
understand
what it means
to be a man
standing and shouting
across the street

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