January 2012
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17th and Broadway.
our old footsteps
smeared fading luminesence
my heart’s fixed eyespots
smoking vigil in the cold
looking north
i got you a chai
so many sandwiches eaten alone
milkshakes and anhedonia with Ghandi
time with G promises to cede back parts of Me.
Eat. Drink. Ghandi. Wait.
This place has been here longer
than our lifetimes added up
We walk over graves going to work.
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