Thursday, October 24, 2024

Enduring the gritty city 2015

  

there are too few lawns

in this neck of the woods

this having no woods either

for a gal sitting in a window

 looking down at a grid work

 of a gritty City

 the hunger of which she must feel

with each expelled breath

of cigarette smoke

all this place brings out at night

 in her place among them

 her hunger and theirs

 tied by some imagine thread

she can't manage to untie

only endure

taking pleasure from

the string of souls

who she invites in

 then does not see again

 touching something only

not the something she needs

 touched the most

floating above her self

 watching them do their best

to satisfy her when they have

neither the touch nor the tenderness

to make her feel it down deep

where it all counts

more grit in this

 gritty City

 she endures

 


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