Under open skies I await
and silently I contimplate
all the places I would go
and all the places had I been
all the peopled cosmopolitans
the cities with lights at night
like oceans full of borterous ships
anchored for some coming, or going
the rain like sea foam to scatter the lights
from movie theatre sidewalks inundated with the smell of popcorn
crowded on friday nights, people trying to get
into the dry carpeted interior, out of the cold rain
and into the bright loud hall with it's concessions
the comings and goings of fleeting fantasies
where for a time, the price of admission
they could dream with their eyes open.
Until again, it comes time, from that glowing dark place
to leave from our admission, past the swinging glass doors,
the ticket booth, out to cars and wet sidewalks
out of the daze and into the cold, crisp boulevard.
Another night lost to wonders.
Under open skies I await
and silently I contimplate
all the places I would go
and all the places had I been
all the peopled cosmopolitans
the cities with lights at night
like oceans full of borterous ships
anchored for some coming, or going
the rain like sea foam to scatter the lights
from movie theatre sidewalks inundated with the smell of popcorn
crowded on friday nights, people trying to get
into the dry carpeted interior, out of the cold rain
and into the bright loud hall with it's concessions
the comings and goings of fleeting fantasies
where for a time, the price of admission
they could dream with their eyes open.
Until again, it comes time, from that glowing dark place
to leave from our admission, past the swinging glass doors,
the ticket booth, out to cars and wet sidewalks
out of the daze and into the cold, crisp boulevard.
Another night lost to wonders.
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