Beautiful, still and strange. What
now?
True as cancer and very fragmented.
Nobody has read the wonder of this city
through
Shredding the poets, pink, red & gristly
bits.
Hear, voyager – are you with us, the
childish?
Time to make claims, prevent interpretation,
put on
Our lovely muumuus – markers for how we fall
Suddenly into the actual to fall out finally
unfalsifiable.
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