.. perhaps to be too thin, of a particular age
one clear night, dirty squid boat
in the harbour, dark car by the kerbside
and thinking that lady has on espadrilles
(in this weather?) but you can only keep
track of so much, while in your magazine's some guy
who replies, 'It's OK Rene,
you put up the money and I'll make the movie abt vehicles'
or elsewhere, with a fixed period (red to green)
lights fleck a burgher's cheek closing over a frankfurter
sandwich, and you had the feeling
the road's free turn left makes a nice change,
maybe I'll go and get a record. I like records.
Things'll be different a year from now
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