Intense light from a source
up in the sky,then all at once
the clouds cover it up; I stood
outside under the bright sun
way-too-long and got very burned...
You dreamt up a story in the early evening about yesterday...
but now you realize it was just an instant where paths crossed,
so the effort,all the efforts afterward were mere editorials and
as such were rather fucked up...(I rewrite this on the strength
of an old fashioned idea).
By the way he has asked me several times already: are you being
straight with me?
Yes,very nice,that your points go in that way most of the time...
We americanos seem to be be only onlookers of this contemporary
scenario... 1980,before Reagan's unfortunate arrival on the scene...
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