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It rained and rained.
I was on a bus, going
to a memorial art show
for Matt
Shoemaker,
a sensitive soul.
His corporeal form
has passed but he
was still present
vibrating the walls.
(((((((( . ))))))))
The
Neptune was
a movie theater
in the old mold--
ornate and grand,
seahorses and tridents.
Sure, it was just a gimmick
to sell more tickets, but the
marine theme spoke to the
act of cinematic immersion.
It's a music venue now,
well-suited to the dream.
Le
Sang
Song opened,
the chills I felt were real.
We are here to transcend.
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