Hunger
City welcomes
any thing
uglier than.
Wards placed
corners close
to buses, streets.
Same studio
been there
damn near decade.
Hasn't
rejected you
yet.
Never stayed
out enough
be heard.
Paintings pile,
poems curl
guitar self-tunes sad song.
City served
who knows
not done.
Dish out pieces
picked up after
yard sale finished.
Urban under
stands you next
your self
all
it
asks.
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