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Moonlight through the wire, humming window pane
Lukewarm water gasping down a rusty
Big town's in need of mending, street lights make tooth seams
Denim shadows shuffle in between the

strokes for different folks so
Mind manner and easy on the ethnic jokes
It's a curve, you're trying to tally
All the way to shin bone alley

Streets are metacarpal and flesh of calm
Buildings rise like fingers from a concrete
Yellow lit apartment trickle the drapes
Windows frame each history hidden even from the escapes

Sullen winter sparrow lends wing to of grey
Six-thirty-two in the on Thanksgiving day and the bums
They hit their corners, the thunder rubs their bones and the crack
stare at the snowflakes zigzagging down to greet Jones

Different strokes for folks so

Seven-thirty-two on the same day, your bare on the parquet
And the light so papery white shining the microwave
to eyeballs and elbows on the table
Spend the day gazing from the window