sitting here tonight
and also walking the streets
22 yrs ago-
aloof, untarnished.
the fuzzy residue of downtown buildings-
hip record stores & vintage clothing shops
while way over there
out yonder
it's a night sky smeared with stars and magic
22 yrs ago.
a sluggish fever dream
that i never want to end
when we could see ghosts
before we folded over
and explained them all away.
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