My sending and goat song
a walk through intersecting
alleyways, chunnels, by-paths
across trains of imposing waggons
honking cars, blistering welder's sparks
stray wires, cables to stumble over
i strive to be looked back upon
taken up and on- to such alleyways
i go- how worshippableful i am!
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