I found the guy who inspired your famous poem,
asked him to remove his shades so that I too might bathe
in his “flooded showrooms” but he must get that all the time.
He picked up pace as I tracked him through town.
The damp on his back evoked “the shadow of the A bomb”
but smaller in real life. Disappointment is also an epiphany,
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