OBJECT
(for the saints)
flat grey stones Cold
as anyThing where some
People try keeping warm
and Others, inside, look
at Siena in a painting
and ask about Prices:
the feeling that the city Hides
private spaces where people Retreat
From each other, that’s what I get,
hands in pockets, walking Thru It—
cold flat hard Surfaces
some People are trying to
Sleep on.
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