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Morning City (Free verse) by Jack Diamond

Free way hum distant horns turning avid chirping musing my cracked eye open dawn always comes first Back alley dialect hobo toiling bottles cat fight ghetto chimes spitfire Mexican hellcat polka a frantic low frequency vibrates my spine Sweetbread and laundry soap smells like the panaderia where I score need more sleep too many doors though a peaceful drift at 3:am I have laied my pet in this trap again I'm deep into it through the roof away from hard waters free of the grip looking forward with bent hip my starting gun is loaded.

Ranger 7-Apr-06/12:11 AM
'lays' (line 18) should be 'lies', I think. I'm very tired right now so I might be wrong. I like this although 3am seemed wrong - either you've stepped back in time or you guys start seriously early. 7am would have worked better, to me at least. Cool last line.




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