City
knee deep in annoying people
And higher – to the garters
Higher still
In a tall city lengths deceive
You avoid them
And avoid them again
When your lungs fill up
with the thick sweet moisture of exasperation
you scream
A simple scream
Except that you cannot scream
with your lungs sticky
Perhaps a sigh will suffice
But the hunger of eyes
is unmatchable
The way they sift through passers-by
in a nonlachrymose cry
another unmatchable
And so it is you
Alone
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