Had there been signs

Had there been signs–


the stink of a city on the decline


even if the sign says come on

in, telegraphic murmurs say


into the sky as if someone

were there among proliferate


plastic, the material

angel and the quasi

bookstores, the place

for head coverings


and the old people who recall

interiors of shops

that came before,


before the super

doppler, before panic

attack, back when

we didn’t know


how to call it, but

we were happy,

before the trends said–


she said I should have known

I was ejected from my own home,


like a figurine declined, a homeless

wish, wanderer in the streets

that seemed like freedom, at the time



(c) aboldtcreativesoul 2016

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