for P
Drift in pure ways
Rooted in country
in steel
and glaz'd
my body's closed
essentially so
miles away
want our toys
conceal the noise
in concrete
the sight
what more can you adapt
might tow
and on and on and on and
on and on and on
caress the sky
you caress the earth
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