The symphonies continue to symphony,
memorializing cloud banks
that rolled in with the coffee.
Have you finished looking at the photos in the Warhol-like box?
Pedaling along the shaded streets you slow
to admire a tiny fresco
of woolgatherers.
You know they know.
The page curls, so too the rigmarole of the encounter.
A collage of texts interrupts.
With this humidity, you begin to reconsider the line drawings.
This zero tolerance thing is tough to play.
So, tell me again, who said your take was "spot on"?
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| Patti Smith by Robert Mapplethrope |