Read a poem by another poet written
on the same day:

cheek

to follow the sound
of the music would take
more than a single night

new world requests under—
taken in old world ways
noisy pr

the light of the sunless sky
rose in a cartoon sky. every
night it was thus.
the light —
the light of no return
the light of metropolis,
of water gone awry
of misdirection and map
attempts — the light rose
with the regularity of knowledge:

no regularity.

the nocturnal city a cousin
to itself. a letter
unanswered, a list
of things to do.
flickering against the off white all know:
a blue glow behind the blue
a night should be, tentacles
of light sneaking back
into a difference.