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  • Smoky steamy nights
    on crowded avenues
    street lights and neon reflecting
    in the freshly fallen rain
    of pools on tread worn blacktop

    the rhythm of the city
    driven by desire
    solitude amidst the angst
    of imitation passion
    disguised as intimacy

    artificial mountains
    of concrete, steel, glass,
    unnatural surroundings
    barren wombs, lifeless
    vessels speeding in pursuit

    of empty dreams
    without understanding
    endless syncopation
    repetition in search
    of meaning

    feet wrapped in leather
    rags, synthetic fur
    without protection
    prey and predator
    fear the shadows

    moments after moments
    unconnected,
    stringing endlessly
    in all directions
    atonal symphony

    disharmony of chaos
    throbs and bursts
    of brilliance
    fading into abyss
    drawn to mediocrity

    dysplasia of the mind and soul
    substitution of the heart
    displacement of the anima
    existence as alternative
    to being

    ~Fred~
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