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the sun fires down
oppressive
and i decide to have a break
from my slow trek towards the west and
take a table for a drink—
the conditions being so extreme
i prepare to indulge myself
order pizza and green tea
and toast
alone
my youth and health—
there along the subway wall
surrounded by the heights of old cuisines
the best of ancient cultures crawl
to beg and sell from on their knees
the ass of modern times
who orders pizza and green tea
who stands to pack his books and lines
then
rising, slow and sluggish leaves—
yet
as i resume my heat-wave march
the décor reveals itself bit by bit
a spattering of bullet holes—stark
shards from old slabs of wall been ripped
