now what's so hard about that
a friend visits and we pass an evening
amidst sunset, coyote howls, moon rising
red wine and salmon
catching up
and watching the moon
astounded together
he speaks of resonance
with the movie in which
the world is about to explode
and the only thing to say is
so long
and thanks for all the fish
and I speak of how
I've come to peace
with the chemtrails
by concluding
the only thing I am sure about them
is that they contribute to making
the most beautiful sunsets
and leaving soon
after the exquisite
swirling-cloud dusk
he thanks me
for the fish
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