technology does not lift us out of poverty
life collides in an articulated worm
it glides the surface
the curious and bored
look in and out.
toleration levels are high
until the straw lands
this leaves each experience
a gamble
all will play
when they stop on the stop.
the lost feeling of a city returns
uneven pavement
puts hostility to sleep
it lulls the beasts
to think of other things.
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