.An uncanny sweetness seeps in through
A black speaker into me and you,
Chasing the dust out of the things we wear.
We walked out of the dusk into the light
Of the promenade, side by side.
Throwing stones into a fading day...
WE ARE SORTED OUT,
IT MAKES ME ILL.
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