Nurses, rounds, we almost got caught by them.
Door opened, Time for medications, sir.
Her husband cheated; now, she cheated, too.
She said she loved me and we talked of flight.
She had freckles, auburn hair, and her smile
opened up new channels; we gazed awhile,
one providing the other's second sight;
sessions passed, but then she began to rue.
Back to talking the traumas of my past --
broke through: the Good Soldier Svejk at last!
.
VII. Camping Out for Dylan Tix
I was camped outside the music store, all night long;
The Eyes of Laura Mars glowing, seemed to follow
my every movement of lost thought, one Dylan song
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