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To Be Gone
unknown

the bridge
 1
and the city through the arches
 2
some engineers up-lit masterpiece
 3
the black blood of the serpentine
 4
running fast
 5
 
 
in the park
 6
the homeless eye me over
 7
the geese turn their backs, and shit, and pull up shoots of grass
 8
the ducks on the river swim by in pairs
 9
if I fed them they’d let me name them
 10
Luis and Desdemona
 11
until they'd eaten all the scraps
 12
 
 
thing is
 13
I’m so tired of walking by this river
 14
I could hail a cab, and disappear, and never come back
 15
all of it
 16
means nothing anymore.
 17

15 Apr 19


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