• When I Tended Bar in the Colosseum, the Crowd Loved Poetry
  • but when my recitations ended
  • dizzy and sweating
  • i would evaporate
  • rise through the colonnade
  • ineluctably like smoke
  • and never return to earth
  • i can feel togethernesses
  • floating nearby
  • encircling one another
  • i look at the leaves unfurling
  • together on a branch
  • i think about the group of friends
  • who tend these gardens
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