After a brief delay… poetry!

A recommendation to go home says
it all. Because the city doesn’t want
me and then, neither did you.

Although in the here and now who
knows? My mind is muddled, but
yours swims clearly: summer lights,
nights, boys and girls, good beer.

Sometimes I may float by on a piece
of drift wood, yeah? Hope so. But
it doesn’t matter. The recommendation
said it all.

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