Ascetic Parade
Promenade
rain-lacquered streetssmile blackas my leaky solescackle and splashwith every slapi wake idling puddlesto spark armageddonvia splatter and bubblesglassy leaves and debriskiss the curbs of the streetsand the ends of my jeansdrink the rain as they sinkand so i'll try to understandsomething i'll never understandand all the streetlightsthey'll wink at meand i will surelyfall to my kneesand i am begging you, darling, pleaseoh please, don'tlonesome streetlightsbeacon downacross this artificial townreliant on the factoriesLetras de cancioneswell, that's not actually the truthit's not the plantsit's more the closingsthat somehow pardonthem from growinghope dieswith the nightas the sunoutshines our streetlights
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