It goes sliding down
Around to the left
Upward contemplations
Under a tree
Mulberrys fall in symbolic winds
Doors swing slightly open
Shutting in the evening for the great rest
In a dream at midnight
You could see them there
Again
Hellos and see ya around
An adventure one last time
While the operators make moves
Pushing buttons of suggestion
Serene landscapes impossible to create
Unless its there
In the ambiguous space
With a bell hop who spins stories
Check in
Bar in the lobby
They serve exotic teas
An assortment of colorful trays
Consumptions of the moon
Write words on the wall
Its allowed here
Random outbursts from the speakers
No ceiling in this open space
Stranger energy but familiar
Gestures twice as fast
Quick syncopation
Everyone is breathing the same
Egg shells under shoes in the heat
Step on them in a dance
Trumpet player has the Bossa
Wonder what he does in the morning
Tip jar filled with notes
Shares to spend for the band
Outside in the pyramid
A soft pink hue for a sky
The valet is a polar bear
Bow ties are keys
Heavy books with an answer
Lets take the train
Make love in the crowded spaces
Sparklers that never end
Hazy Acres 
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