I watched the night fall
With the hunger of a newborn
Despite the split horizon
And you on the phone.
There are some hours that
Deign to pass.
You asked me if there were
Club songs I liked. We dodge and
Drop leaves one by one into
Tupperware, and seal it,
Like the pulling of beads out of
The corners of our eyes,
Like that gravitation.
And the petitions float down,
Heavy, never a burden.
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