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October 21st

The internal puzzle
of the city is reflected
in the face of its favorite saint.
Love, she says. Reluctant. Oblong.

The legend lives in the trees
around the town, she says,
caught in the labyrinth
of flat paths and idle plans.
Fluency, she says.
Loud in the library.
Vast. Idle.

Turning up the volume,
she shakes her head,
and the sad sweet elegy
works its way slowly,
efficiently, into the past.