sometimes someone
wandering
has
nothing except
in the city many language
diseases, the people
the space between buildings
who talk and cannot
breath
you stop then
in
do not have
out
"what it takes"
again[st] genius and they
are only repeating
sometimes
what they see
like today I saw
gregorian chant poured
all over everything
now in everything, as everything
I keep hearing
their voices, most happily
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ends with 3 lines from Creeley's "People,"
not his best
but gave me what I needed
he lately often does
oh, and, this happened outside Lincoln Center . . . a tiny speaker reached out and slapped me in the face . . . free music
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