a smattering of someday

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mirrored towers stretch steel fingers,
tickle clouds that wander by,
as the shouts of out and follow
ripple through a midnight sky.

intertwining neon colors
clash deliciously ahead
as a whirr of taxi yellow
spirals round flashing big apple red.

and these two feet that ache here happy
striped with twinkling concrete
are a smattering of someday,
a savory sample of the treat.





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