R/ckets and S/ntries

in this as late as saying so. in as brown as a table, until the lights go out. in the minute before, but rarely. in a political tumble, and just the car to go it. in all these and transverse leaves thru autumn's only day, there arise something tripped to tilting and the buzz about the town. you think the world is small enough to hold your kind, but really, larger is the shame.