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escape from New York
jetlag series
the city
not sleeping
and
neither are we
lie still
like a
park
but the
traffic runs through
fact advertised
I think of the cliché
brought us from Newark
‘motherfucker’ to a
pedestrian dare
he opened the door
for it too
the place has
self-deprecation issues
light out
where the day is now
make a moon
switch off
home is where the day
is
blinds still drawn
make our own lights
memory
then ask if we are
here
if the empire has a
heart
I see two on the
street
of the elect
not sleeping
sleepwalking rather
till it’s time
for my breakfast then
two apples – neither big
they’re saving up daylight
here
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