Crossing

City shadowed in a song

Hurrah! and flying

Saucers flood the street

Like mindless and conception

And the ordinary things

Like dreadful dear correction

And flowing sea on pier

 

With the eyes of the beloved

A mouth to celebrate for fear

Memories are dogs across the field

I’m crossing crossing

10-02-1991/1

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