Frank Guan

They saw
themselves young
great cause
for concern
thrown back—
a gain for
rushing sky big
like a belly
in the city
city all ears—
eyes disconnect
again or
is it a way—
to make the most
of your interest
all forgotten
in the progress
of tide

and tidings
form a raised
set of cuffs
winter shades—
your better half
a cession
made one—
integrate the stones

without focusing—
glass shells clear
up the opera
no fender of regrets
in cities
glaring columns

alone and deafening
still insulates refused
asking for more cool—

that the one
life like look

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