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Across the way
the images of dim windows
gaze back to his
Insomniactic cars sleepwalk down the boulevard,
past shop windows bathed in mists of quiet light.
Streetlamps attend the night.
The wires on the electric bus pause
doorways have emptied
their once occupied contents;
porch steps have abandoned companions.
As a traveler in a distant city
--the aroma of the sea and
cinemas occupied with famished eyes;
the visions of the pedestrians
and the pungent noise of traffic--
A slightly bearded fellow
pushes himself off a hydrant
and lifts his hat as a woman passes.
She lends him a temporary smile,
pure enough to envy.
From the next alley over
a dog disturbs a chain;
the noise of dice,
the plea of small coins.
On the pink building,
above the blue marquee,
on the parapet is
a cat the color of