12 July 2014

City of Words

see the city of words, city of
gold, a-shimmer in the
distance, upon closer

the branches in the
parks are heavy laden with
verbs, adjectives, nouns, adverbs, all
manner of portmanteau
words, who fall down

to the ground, and, finding
their feet, stride along
the boulevards, atwitter along the tree-
lined streets, once quiet as mid-
night, the narrow alleyways, too,
beneath blinking lights

squeezing out the, wringing out
the dregs of meaning to be
held in the palm of
your hand, inhaled as air

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