A Tall 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

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