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City Sapling

 

now that I don’t need anything

it’s easier

 

I wake up

when it’s convenient

 

after

space travel or

a scream in the dark

 

in the finale

I don’t even need

you

 

I dance alone

in my sleep

 

swat nightmares like

bottle flies

off a horse’s

ass

 

I use

street songs for sustenance

 

from sunlight

I fathom

protein

 

while the ark floats

on cloud banks