How a city
can make you feel warmed
as if the torsos caked around you
are meant to be
are loved ones and familiar
the million look-away eyes
are thinking of you
and how nice it is
to hum here together
as if your songs were in tune
or the shape of the throat
they clamber up
as if the stairs and streets,
the tunnels through daylight
were worn lanes with our names
in the bark, in the pavement
and as if the city were not
just twisted lines of strangers and ghosts.
apr 7, 11
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