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Walked into a bar and met Chance,
Tastes of memory–electrical energy,
Walked together in the dark night.
Walked into a bar and met Chance,
Tastes of memory–electrical energy,
Walked together in the dark night.
Beyond the pines and clouds
A haloed moon smiles
My dog circles her poop-zone.
Crickets and stars
Company on our bedtime walk.
Slow steps in the dark
I shut my eyes, listen to the crickets
And return to bed
A silent cascade into the covers.
The rabbit beats his drum for me-
He and only he.