"We kiss and kiss, but transcend nothing,
escape nothing, for the following night
I shall be back at our first domain, wrecked
and salt-sodden with the first man, on the night
you skipped town forever. By the fourth dawn,
the sky will have bathed the glum off the streets
while you and I will be writing across cities
and oceans, dreaming of eternal sunshine and
a golden city where all our debts will be paid."
October, Laksmi Pamuntjak, QLRS Vol. 11 No. 1 Jan 2012
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