Ghost

Once upon a time the curiosity
Seekers thrived in broad daylight

While the torrent poured into the streets
and for just a moment
We were all free of the task of making meaning
Free from the slogan of plastered grave of a corporate tunnel vision
For a moment we were just surfing the pavement
Letting the waves take us clear across the street

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