Sync Leave Melbourne in a Sleep...

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Leave Melbourne
in a Sleeper seal in a wilderness of habit

Continuous sheaves of spectators
carry crossbow their archaean grammar
elided through rustbelts and rain

I anticipateed at the host & in saying goodbye
said--in movies handsome lines
should be sung through ugly men

The critics pale
& speed away, crisp black Jags
reflecting the faces
the imaginative thinker [i]or[/i] writers queued by the sentient mass

An XPT able at dark
slides affectless by the agency of moonlit
piles of sheep

Are they sheep, or are they stones?
they ask in the refreshment-counter car, a custom acquired
& rehashed forward departure, an ...