Venetian Evening

Narrow walls rise to echo
slow and foreign feet.
Passing clouds of smoke
find themselves with the
solitary voices, calling
out for dinner in an
air-conditioned shade.
Repeated for the change of
languages they follow.

venetian-evening

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