A friend sleeps
In a midnight tree house
But I lie on my back
And count the dancing stars,
...
Got to make it through this life
As a positive light
Shining in the darkness
Of manipulative fear.
...
Insist on the impossible,
be convinced to dream;
Obtain cast-iron conviction
...
we exhibit genuine affection at the close of summer,
but can we make our way through the autumn leaves
and through all the twisting rain-swept streets?
...
At dawn
in the damp chill
of a November morning
approaching a death crawl
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Bicycle summer,
Girls ride across
A moonlight bridge.
...
Bleak city in the rain,
I’m as sad as an evening
Without a sunset.
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Hypnotic drinks
And spellbound until dawn,
I’ve seen cities linger
In a moonlight haze.
...
Southwest Detroit,
Old streets, ancient history,
Grey factory town
Weeping lonely rain,
...
Soft breasts
On a summer mattress,
There’s a lilac breeze
Wafting gently
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