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open the road

by marnie 4 months ago in slam poetry
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it was Monday the Sun went into hiding

slowly behind the skyscrapers

New York

swallows into a hole

there is a little light left along with some other colours

on the tip of the Empire State building

I can see the people working across the way windows are open like galleries

there is a man yelling on the phone hard at work and a woman whose face can only read that she is restless

there is a janitor on the lower level he is cleaning up the mess of those workers who are too inconsiderate and selfish to ever even care

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