En La Calle
in my life my
favorite places were just
places we could go
entire childhood
days spent at the
movies w/ my mother
this genetic wandering
a gangrenous limb trying to
snuff the flame of a self
extinguishing city
let your body go
in the liquid dark
of the lit-up screen
let the soup steam curls
into wind-bitten hair
ordering diner decaf
after needless diner
decaf until 2am
I stick my hand down
your pants at the Cineplex
Odeon the whole city inside
and always amongst
strangers never not
amongst strangers
at the turn of the twenty-first
century what was a city but
a collection of people
w/ nowhere to be
sometimes christened
in droplets of another’s
meal that coronal haze
we are born into bacteria/
carnality/crowding
there are so many
ways I could tell
it but in
all ways it would
simply describe a loss:
how a body pouring
soup into itself
cannot generate
the necessary
revenue
all the comfort
a little cash can
buy
how space trans
muted into money
becomes vaulted
emptiness
the cities
we built w/ our work
alien cathedrals
so un-for us
now the town
even the count-
ry spits us out
favorite places were just
places we could go
entire childhood
days spent at the
movies w/ my mother
this genetic wandering
a gangrenous limb trying to
snuff the flame of a self
extinguishing city
let your body go
in the liquid dark
of the lit-up screen
let the soup steam curls
into wind-bitten hair
ordering diner decaf
after needless diner
decaf until 2am
I stick my hand down
your pants at the Cineplex
Odeon the whole city inside
and always amongst
strangers never not
amongst strangers
at the turn of the twenty-first
century what was a city but
a collection of people
w/ nowhere to be
sometimes christened
in droplets of another’s
meal that coronal haze
we are born into bacteria/
carnality/crowding
there are so many
ways I could tell
it but in
all ways it would
simply describe a loss:
how a body pouring
soup into itself
cannot generate
the necessary
revenue
all the comfort
a little cash can
buy
how space trans
muted into money
becomes vaulted
emptiness
the cities
we built w/ our work
alien cathedrals
so un-for us
now the town
even the count-
ry spits us out
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