fertile and
filled with
syncopation.
Art and architecture
of a city by the sea.
This city sleeps
as he lays long
outstretched
'neath
limbs and leaves
of banyan trees.
He hopes
the stars
will not
hide
from his eyes.
Hopes
the cops or a drunk
won't beat him
out of boredom
or just to hear
his cries.
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