Ramona Part 3



Ramona Part 3


but it grieves my heart, love
to see you tryin’ to be a part of
a world that just don’t exist
Bob Dylan, To Ramona

I’ll call
til the doors of your fortified city,
with inviolate statutes,
adopt me as inhabitant
of the life that unfolds within you
identical to the rain of silence
over your head
I’ll permeate you gradually
until I am smoke in your voice.




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