A Rough Poem-Thing 2

Her movement sure is sure

fly, swim, tunnel

on the sleepytrain of heartbreak kids

And suddenly there is nothing at stake,

excepting a land without war

This is the tragedy of that disease

in the City everything starts as graffiti

we walk on the wires and the boats

keep showing up, por nada

Really all the decisions can be based on

which train you’ll take to connect and get home

and harbor more empathy

when the view stretches first beyond the periphery

and then some twenty-five light years

from top to bottom

Fog City, bereft of audience

for immediate release



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