The boulevards that are life

 

Without gazing further

than the next shop-window

walking down the street

along the boulevard that is life

 

Sobbing in restrooms

of cities without names

picking garments on sale

along the boulevards that are life

 

Hanging paper over holes

in the walls and

pounding on a nail for the hostage

driver of a hijacked bus

and the zebra crossings

are black and black only

and deep

between the boulevards that are life

 

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One thought on “The boulevards that are life

  1. No Instructions.
    Only a Discovery of Truth.
    No trying.
    No I.

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