Its hymn.

He talks
I dare not stir
                I dare not
Look into
his eyes
   So valley like
      His face
        Coded
          with biology

It’s physics
He speaks off
        I don’t stir a bit

I listen.

My vision
Entangled
with     the        trees
Bathed in the yellow
                         street
                          light

They are high
They sit tall
In their car

Buried in the soil
Of the city
In corners
Hidden

They have a home

    Finally
They
Exist

It’s over.

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