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                                   goodbye you endless
                                                      rows of chimney pots
                                   along the raised avenues
                                                      of ateliers
                                   I wrote no poems of you
                                                      this time
                                   but I took away something
                                                      much more






chimney wormhole: only
Paris wormhole: lobby
poetry wormhole: ‘I am a secret / superhero …’
train wormhole: train // line
windows wormhole: let us mauve a whirl          elongated
writing wormhole: two fat ladies / chk klak klip // all the while