Of Urbanity
Defenseless, thought
undoes the noun
as when a womb
absorbs the sound
of life's fluid separations
Seismic verve wrinkles each world
and every light's
wet ovular fruit,
broken, runs along a crease
in the mergers midst each city's ferment
When there is hope, the evening sky
itself appears delicious, while
abstracted doubts ooze from the ground:
the conflicted palette
of urbanity
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