CALLING UP HARRY
The Lady from Shanghai just
took me away : We were imaginary
twins in an imaginary place. The
meat-man was eating fish, but the
fish-man would not eat meat. Those
different ends of a conflicting riddle,
I wonder, do they ever meet? I saw a
woman today, sweeping her driveway
woman today, sweeping her driveway
of twigs and leaves. They just now
get here, and people already want
them gone. Spring is a season of
rejoice and acceptance yet they
make it all a rejection. Why can't
they let things be? I am calling
up Harry to give him a message:
'I stand here, in the line of
those you can't see.'
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