Feels like the calmness
after a tropical storm,
the memory of missing events,
air drunk on vacuum
playing harp and conch.
Down the lane, a shadow flies past
and climbs a dragon escalator
to ride a shadow train.
The moments repeat,
and the calmness
turns into a shadow train
belching its vacuum smoke.
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Regis
Great imagery
Peace be with you
William