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brave new world and the rain pushes sheets on diagonal sidewinder avenue slopes like california or sacramento or bush and pine and all cable car street sign street sweepers go diagonal in sweater weather systems that refuse to call me back and offer me money cuz frosty glass ceiling skies stop short of subdued weekend with blissful promise sleepy eyes meet and smile when they are left alone in safety dim but not dark square shapes with soft corners confirm a careful touch beside elusive oval puddle jumps falling arches falling swift and unkempt smokey afghan carpet nag champa wafts where foggy afternoons replenish themselves on water and wine and television and ordering in and eating off paper plates while sports highlights can justify my love in cell phone text because quick fingers trace loyal patterns on keys sounding songlike and distant but sweet like sugar water on rock candy volcanic obsidian that shimmers black liquorish waves crashing consistent and unsettled loud like sleeping on the diagonal inner city sidewalk no parking here inhospitable unbroken and unsustainable right angles green grass and flashes take me back to the soft corners and sleepy eyes and careful touches and homeward bus lines stop and go and seal me in vaccumed and unharmed