Aug
29
This City
I get down with this city.
Those streets that scare you
birthed me.
The alleyways that you don’t dare step into
nurtured me.
The Glorious Night-Time City
that you hide from
behind locked doors + barred windows
that you curse to your politicians about
that you look upon w/ fear + disgust
is my Mother.
This City
will be here long after you and I are gone.
Our bones turned to dust & become one w/ the City.
