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don't look for the zeitgeist here



within this second's transport to a night long ago
scent of the air shared through a window to all that
happened and happens
cloud highlights help
me find the full moon

then i remember the scent of the air
through the window of my car
slicing fields nearly there    nearly green
'twas the same the same      both scents hung

on the same memory had both times    of what, of what?
dear reader i have had enough of this day
that's the zeitgeist here
it's personal, this second's transport

like a no-pants dream, a joke stuttered, no double takes
from either side, yet such obvious superimposition, of what? the same?



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