The skyscraper in the City.

staircases arranged by sin

behind one way windows—


fixed on rubies

building up together, echoed with diversity

there is beauty in language

man-made Gods proven mortal.

Forgive us.


The streets in the City.

Divided, mad like

lust driven hands searching for equivalence.

Morals caught in potholes.

night life’s breasts beat down on riff-raff. let them search you

For deep red fruits. Lead them

to the so-called Angel of light.


The people in the City.


to go.



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