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Three month summers

In the haunted suburbs pass

Your tea leaves in your glass

You think you’re Paul Verlaine

Helen in the Rhododendrons

Stole your clothes

I lost myself, I vanished in

A brief ecstatic rain

Autumn round the corner

With its eeriness

Someone’s smoking in a hatchback

Screwing on your lawn

Late that year I caught a glimpse

Inside the trees

I cannot tell you what I saw

I was somebody else

As I sing, the night is clear

The swallows fly in from nowhere

From nowhere

I never saw them before

I never saw them before

I never saw them before

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