Lamy

The little sister of the
teenager with gauged ears
has bought two paperbacks.
She gives a dollar to
the tattooed cowboy
playing classical guitar.
Old fired brick floors
cradle our feet.
We will wait here until
the westbound train arrives
here in this little town
without vending machines.
The granddaughter of the
bookseller holds up her skirt and
dances.

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