in the rain
wondering where it comes from
and where it goes to again
that's how I would describe you.
Shiny as a fallen coin,
new, on blacktop
shimmering in the sun
waiting to be caught up
that's how I would describe you.
Juxtapositioning
pleasure and pain,
Aristotelian
magnificent gain.
Colorful as the sun
when stared at for too long
beautifully blinding me
(so sublime and all)
that's how I would describe you.
Lovely as a cigarette
that seems to burn long--
feeling good and feeling bad
seem for once to get along--
that's how I would describe you.
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