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Breeding ground. (Free verse) by INTRANSIT
My lips blast bullet words as I pass through this city where bumpers are as good as the middle finger. This city that breeds homeless directly into the gutters, and bears the high class into cold atlantic educations that cramp the mind. La Guardia and j.f.k. are nothing more than pimps for other coun- tries. These people are fused by self serving subway ideals and sharing is dumpster row. Central park is a tool for relieving dogs. And liberty inviting the huddled masses stands only to collect patina. These people would waste no time elbowing John Donne into the hudson. I can't believe they call themselves critics. I will never bow to this city.

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