from the tram I dismounted
on the street there we met
on the banks of the river
I took all I could get
just a smile in your eye
and the sun on your crown
some murmured observance
a flight across town
a pool and a party
a decade, a wink
a hipness and hapless
an unreturned link
from a phone in circus
a tear rolling down
and hopeless and hopeless
and hopeless, that clown
//ends
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