it’s all edges flat or sharp
but that’s only if it’s a clear
and spotless deep blue day
such as hardly occurs anymore
we long ago lost the night stars
twinkling down to a few shards
but I do remember though I may be
the last to blurt it out when the blue
of the sky was so blinding
so aquamarine so intelligent
and calming so Greco-Roman
we could only lie speechless
on roaring phosphorescent beaches
while behind us ancient cities whirled
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