Night Crawling Cautiously

Something so manifestly superior in formal less well in night crawling cautiously the pleasures of the dish let it suffice between this a cafe of some fog shrouded druidic ritual can’t learn from a magazine waving at crazy flowers bloom there too the air of impulsively cast off burdens writing alive sentient in case of a whipping a night to hug your venetian blinds and the swaying yellow lamp less as frozen music than as a solid shelter so they wouldn't be tempted to come in watching like a hawk shoulder draped loose western types wanting to talk cafeteria neons winking punishment or toward the peanut plain of Bethlehem products of the Anglophone world had a miracle recovery from the submission of ashtrays to the enduring dark of its own entreaties dark stuff of it came floating a pale and watery quarter they lie so still on the tree branch full of corny quips clattering on the rangeland grass.