After the banquet did the winds rise
through the dark metal spires and
streamlined industrial yards, roaring over
the infrared efficiency of the city.
Our fears built with the crashing storm like a
speeding train bearing down upon us, and climaxing
when, I tell you true, the tumult subsided at once.
In a deafening silence, in an endless instant,
I whispered into her ear, "I'm floating away."
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