The streets of my town
-stick with the sidewalks-foot
invite Gypsies
the procession by the report. Made up
-quiet little street in the screams of his seat-
grieves
sanctioned plant and the steps, barefoot footprints
hold me.
walked together;
his staff held my chest and my desire
mutilated their sidewalks intact.
The streets of my town boundaries
are not prohibited
for my feet without cables.
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