TO YOU, MY LOVE,

LOST IN THAT CITY

SIRENS ENWRAPPING MY EXIT

AND RETURN ALSO RUMOR FILLED

WITH APHORISM & PLATITUDE

THE SPARK, NAY EMBER,

OF OUR FLASHFIRE YEAR

UNDER FOREIGN PALMS

AND BROKEN STREETS

WHERE BRUSQUENESS WAS KING

OLS NEWS, NEW SCREAMS

ALL WAS ROUGH-EDGED

AN YOUR BROWN FINGERS

CLASPED THE IRON GATE

OF YOUR SHADOWY JARDIN

WHILE YELLOW GREEN BUSES

LEFT US IN A CLOUD OF DARKNESS.

YOUR SHADOWY JARDIN

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