An eminent trespass
across a saturnine dawn
The tall trees lean together
Support after a drunken night

This is right where it ends
drowned in a black bottle
fringed by yellow ferns
vision going bright

Nothing to say
No clever wordplay
A thing of beauty disturbed
I should never have come here

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