Starting to taste the
unsqueezed lemons in this tea
ha ha um I cool down 99c on
31st street and 8th ave
laugh to myself bout guys gonna
park to wheel in a bunch'a yeast
labeled fragile on the brown cardboard box-- well
my hat sinks lower but
my head burns softly
in hours closer to 6pm
where yesterday the sunset lined
up to flow of streets (how rare! the urban plan!)
the great get-away
my my empty trunk slinking
home when work & day is done
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