"A Sweet Thing" or "The Sin of Purity"

At the feet of the Master, prostrate
and breathing until the clear blue aire
outnumbers the smoggy grey, and then,
all blue. In this breath, one steps from the curb,
crosses with the light, as a Jaguared CEO
zips from his drunken lunch to sign
one more deal, and runs the light.

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