I opened my veins
And the city fell out of them
Block by block it went rolling
Touching my hands
Star after star it went crashing
Pinned to the stairs
Opening in giant wings
Smog and storm filled air
I’ve seen it rising, being born
Don’t know how to call
This suicide of creation
Exploding red walls
Out of my blood and ash
Of the evening sky
Another city was built
Another tiny man died
Bricks of life took form
In sands of dark dunes
Rolls of film filled the streets
With nocturnal perfume
Center found its way
Thru ladders of grass
Dripping down with the sunset
Cutting the rest
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C’mon people, people c’mon Walk with me together Into things unknown Into tribal sunrise hanging high above Valleys of your wisdom Mountains...
Sunday, January 1, 2023
"Suicide City" (2010).
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