Earlier every night these nights
Following us around
The stars come to Arizona
To rearrange what's falling
As they must everywhere
Trying to get their story straight
From Michigan they stretch out
The absolute to the breaking-
Point and then turn up here
Hardly the worse for wear
A wizard in the woods up there
Sends me instructions and a map
That tells me what I'm seeing
Children playing on the shore
Venus still moving toward us all
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