More Plots, Some Inconsequential

Think of trumpet swans in a public garden.

And see rain falling. Or imagine a turbo
engine. A view of the road through a
windshield. Cooling steel. Safety brakes.
" Well, I simply look in the rear view
mirror to see where I've been," she says
from her coy cockpit. At dusk, men
gather on the street corner to talk...

the edge of an ocean
somebody else's lawn

We wake-up at the same moment but
to entirely different fantasies.

Or maybe Cortez arrives to plant
a flag on an unknown shore while
wild animals & one machine watches.

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