pursuit, chase, car sirens filling the air with cacaphony music of the spheres,
something intriguing? worth your effort? sister, brother, lend me ears
and i will fill them with words. better than letters, mailed to friends
long ago, listing of people from a summer, of love, of liberty, loveline,
no history for me, well adjusted to lack of life to be lived, sweet, like
saccharine, or some other petroleum byproduct, instead of me there is no
other quickly quietly step into the nigh
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