THIS QUIET IS NOT SOLITUDE
I hear a police radio out on the
street : the garbled but amplified
language one can't understand.
Men stand around talking on a
darkened street.
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How come it always happens thusly:
a blind intrusion, some suspect who
runs, and then no one seems to know
a thing? I don't know the difference
between confusion and order.
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