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Dripping excitedly from my earlobes And falling over my crowded routines A rain of Lucretius’ atoms Is just beginning to fall Drinking in the few drops Of my field of understanding With sleepy dissonance The trembling world and forest of umbrellas Run together in a surface Transcending the constant noise and Dreamy sounds of compressors Quiet and calm as a field of rape blossoms A small dog howls A small girl hits it A small drop of rain soaks into her hair A small elementary schoolyard where A small voice hums Listen carefully and in these noises Is a clear musical pitch A powerful poison is mixed Into your sigh On the street corners are bags of air Each time they float up Then breathe The stoplights decompose And form a circle Leaving only red rust A congealed line of airplane exhaust Falls into the sky Severing the space between Between today’s date And the sighing stones beneath my feet No time to straighten its posture The insouciant sun sets You call out In the interval between fixed motions exaggerated At the base of a mountain range Formed of universal buildings Just look up In cold, bright darkness The sun overflows in avarice Laughing at me As I prick up my ears In speechless wonder