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A Dakota
Boots dampened by the snow,
The sun's departing glow,
A vile sandwich from a vending machine
And a dangling pay phone complimenting the scene
Set the stage for Picasso circa 1902,
A circumstance chilled and bleak, cyanotic blue.
Such is the background envisioned for you
Though the fine points I surely misconstrue.
I see icicles, I see a Dakota,
Perhaps a barren plane in Minnesota.
But perhaps, of course. Perhaps, perhaps.
For locating you they sell no maps.
