In the university museum cafe
Until two sisters enter
Glasses, worn for indignation
Which may soon be released
If the counter staff do not return
Why would I make it difficult
Keep it sweet, keep it short
Keep it within the limitations
I often make ill defined connections
From this obscurity to that, from
One nowhere circumstance, to another
As in the letters
Where the flow is lost;
One river stops
One river starts
Discontinuing their
Breaks in continuity
Where tired shoes tramp off
Without guidance; their footfalls
Fall where footfalls have always fallen
Stolen, from the lack of a campaign
Without cause enough to believe in
As if to say: Yes, I am treading water
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