pools of light
sped
we rush the streets
wide
composed of an Autumn
Atlantic greyed

Sipping the sin
parched with the thirst
Fever scorned
on color cheeks
and dazzle eyes

Steady the bus hum
turn turn turn
tall canyon window
sheets of light
bathe you
poised supine
tossed thought
depth reverie
stubs tickets
and cans
awash
in its swaying
seductive
and wanton
the decadence
of desire

plush hesitant
the fall cascade
of eyes
like a forest
touched with
the frosts first
burn

Above the skin
of clouds
hide the bones
of afternoon
like shore herds
running
down there the
waves lunge
dark like the
shadows flicker
licks of licorise
anise

Ampules of
meaning
captured
ambrosia
the intricate
of workings
in an amber

dry whisk
the doors
gush open
your legs
stretch
to the street
Leatherette
and spice

the naked
limbs
of lights
and towers
hot with
dusks gold

riding into
riding towards

call you
tomorrow
when
you're bored

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