the cool wind approached me
on the glorified bus
telescopic words embrace
in serendipitous trust
I swallowed up a pale moon
awaiting the sworn
closed in a brown chamber
of a cantankerous june
the plain grass is torn
in chlorophyll's tone
and music escapes
mine eyes, lost and worn
the summoning past cheers
sweating a pure liquor
as twilight rises
over a delinquent city
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