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Music bleeds out of the 12th story window The sidewalk is freckled with old chewing gum and stacks of cigarette butts The urban equivalent of leaves on a forest floor This side walk has been seen by many travelers thousands have walked its concrete skin Buried underneath subway trains travel like bullets carrying the cramped masses of morning commuters There's a man in a suit Sunglasses shield the world from his eyes Cellphone in one hand and a Starbucks cup in the other Walking briskly in his Italian leather shoes Not noticing the man in the burgundy hat reaching deep within the trash can Chirping birds have been replaced with the honking of car horns and air brakes of city buses Towering trees have been replaced with towering condos, offices, and monuments of capitalism We're told when to cross the street and the rivers have been told where to drain The birds have been told where to nest We're told where we belong Within its neighborhoods
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May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 2:10 PM UTC
Walking In The Dystopian Utopia
Music bleeds out of the 12th story window The sidewalk is freckled with old chewing gum and stacks of cigarette butts The urban equivalent of leaves on a forest floor This side walk has been seen by many travelers thousands have walked its concrete skin Buried underneath subway trains travel like bullets carrying the cramped masses of morning commuters There's a man in a suit Sunglasses shield the world from his eyes Cellphone in one hand and a Starbucks cup in the other Walking briskly in his Italian leather shoes Not noticing the man in the burgundy hat reaching deep within the trash can Chirping birds have been replaced with the honking of car horns and air brakes of city buses Towering trees have been replaced with towering condos, offices, and monuments of capitalism We're told when to cross the street and the rivers have been told where to drain The birds have been told where to nest We're told where we belong Within its neighborhoods
michael-blonski
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May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 2:10 PM UTC
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