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October 2013, Page 2

Eighth Avenue at midnight

is a murky sea of smoke and rouge,

on which the battered hulls and tattered sails of the impoverished

struggle to stay afloat,

the jagged rocks below the waves,

more stubborn than steadfast.

A grey cloud tries to rise higher in the mire of fatigue

and fails.

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