Dull walls Linger on
the cruel highroad
my eager visions lie parched
in caves, hiding faith
Turning violent the sea-breezes
which built angry cities
the logic startled
the lacustrine energy
the invented silence filled
emerges as touch: Joining, agreeing
today necessitates a new muse,
phrases dance to the unknown--
a metaphor exhausting and different
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