There are two situations
on which a man runs
through the city
of New York.
Rapid and offbeat
the man crosses it like a
spear
-makes a wound in it-.
Never mind the traffic
never mind the rain
never mind the bullocks
-makes no odds-.
A man runs out of fierce
through the city of New
York
for what can be two
reasons:
A heart outlived full of
love
or a heart
that’s just recently
noticed
its complete absence.
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