Again, Monday. 
There are two days no one sees him.
He swallows a library to see more clearly (hirundine).
To make them make sense.

Willing himself to move round corners
he reaches cul-de-sacs
and the cul-de-sac is quiet.

Further off, stone faces parade single file on
a path of blind approval.
He must focus on the road.
He must not look (rocket league).


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