out there, beyond the warmth of love whispers
everything will be okay. you become the away
from common touch and long thoughts, goodbye person.
the presence of finality forms the shape of swift departure
for a train or plane or bus
you now exist within the public.
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out there comes the arrival of unfamiliar streets
first read of in books, only to enter dreams until desire
convinces you, time will always go on.
and you go on, lured in by the scents of hot flesh
foreign bodies with those eyes that know more
about where you stand,
than you ever could.
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