How is it
that you came here
when you know
the night
has seen your eyes?
Did you winter
in America
making angels
in the unkissed snow?
Did you awake
in a dream
and shower in the dust
of the nameless universe?
Or did you encounter
loose-lipped lovers
in the all-night
supermarkets
foraging for food?
Did they tell you
I was looking for you?
They lied.
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