I dreamt these words last night so if they are weak I cannot be blamed...here is what I remember of them..
the city is a surrogate womb,
soft and swollen
her timeless, ancient face
her buildings rise and fall like fingers
and the people who walk her streets
and ancient alleys.
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The last words should be "alley ways".
ReplyDeleteThen you've have a great start at a song....or poem.