Tuesday, February 21, 2023

City Living City Dying

navigate the window’s targeting cross
dross random free flowing circuitous
through rancid architectural forests
feigned laughter bubbling up the fire escapes
once but now that way is no use to you
perhaps the roof then the garden cages
chicken wire traps and only one way down

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