Secrets of the Universe (by David McFadden)

1You’re waiting for a bus at Ward and Baker
2and a woman comes up to you
3and asks for a dance.
4into what we see: dragons in leaf, draped scales
5alongside the river of harried, spring-stirred silt.
6The magpie recites Scriabin in early morning as a mating song,
7and home is just a place you started out,
8the only place you still know how to think from,
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