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Grammar Matrix 

the oscines of my street 

dot the line that connects

a grid of sentences, 

forming physical syntaxes 

which make up suburbia. 

oh, passerine! 

I’m brooding in these windows

come in and play your syrinx

and I’ll play my strings. 

we’ll create a literary band, 

travel the open highways

of our creation.  

I’ll drive my motor vehicle 

while we both stretch our wings