Street Song

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This empty street
shuns dark
for a sum of light and chance,
quick but opaque
a handful of stars
in the entrails of a naked ghost.

This empty street

oblique as any creature

shuns dark

for a sum of light and chance.



Quick as a highway of bones

its opaque hour is a paradigm:

a handful of stars

in the belly of a naked ghost.