New York

Vinaigrette smell, Colorless crowd, In a hurry, bizarre, Humid clouds rise Above pavements, Heavy smell of cigars. Dusty, hot air, Inattentive faces

Appear in myriad

In the dark, Black windows of big cars, The night, worn out. The murmur of streets. The aching sound.

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New York,

Lost in my mind.

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