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

Different strokes for different so
Mind your 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 asphalt
rise like fingers from a concrete palm
Yellow lit apartment trickle the drapes
Windows frame history hidden even from the fire escapes

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

Different strokes for different so

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