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Sun down looking like the eye of God
icy mist and stark bare trees
Inside the dim empty cinema two guys in jackets
Glance at other and shiver
'They never these places with winter in mind'
Out the window down the road
You can see old walled
Now a barracks for the paramilitary police

I saw an old face once on a Japanese train
lit, rich with soft luminosity
She was dozing straight upright head bobbing imperceptibly
Wheels were fast in 9/8 time
Her husband's friendly face folded up in a sneeze
Across the a volcano flew a white smoke flag of surrender

In a Roman street on a full moon
I was sick and there was a young cop in a circle of yellow
As we drew near he snapped the off his machine pistol
And slid a trembling finger to the
I wanted to say something calming but couldn't his eye
He didn't want contact -- he was to see movement
'Well don't me, man, I'm a graceful slow dancer
I'm a dream to you not real at all'

I wonder if I'll end up Bernie in his dream
A displaced person in some foreign border
Waiting for a train hope part myth
the station changes hands
Or just sitting at growing tenser with the times
Or like that guy in 'The Seventh
Watching the newly dead across the hills
Or wearing this leather jacket shivering a friend
While the eye of God at us like the sun...