There’s no bottom

to the city



empty lots


broken stone

trash and puddles

where buildings

were planned

to reach the moon

and stars


sidewalk people

swim upstream

in both directions

without order

searching for a




help or prevent


subways rattle

breathing heavy

stoic faces

anxious hands

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