Fenway Park. The stadium was lit like the Pantheon, like Apollo's eye-annihilating home, a gods-piloted oracle seen by Ezra Pound when he was in his cage detained by American GI's, bright lights to deprive him of sleep at night. A dog chasing its tail in the agitation of its prophecy.
Light into the olive entered
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do you come here any more. have you found someone that deserves all you have to offer. i wish you only the best. i have only ever wished you the best.
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