ON THE STREETS
I've never felt trapped by what I am not, only by what I am
beneath the city a tangled convergence of veins,
a knot of channels, underground
irrigation labyrinth
I shared my plasma briefly
dawn was almost palpable
nothing is not salvageable, and I still can love peace
like a river life like
a freeway such a great bounty of stars
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