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Spaghetti knots

urban baby crawl

the city was dying

so you built a shop

 

people will come in

tell you how they like the coffee

that is sourced fairly and portioned neatly

the peantbutter sandwich cuts

the local art shown to a regular community of complimenters

the dog bowls outside on summer days

the dog bowels outside on summer nights

the occasional charity work like that cancer run

which is on the wall there

for those who survived to see

the few who did

who now say that this place

used to be different

that are different

that tell it differently

 

how the beans once held blood

how the floor once scrapped skin

from those who died for this country

millions of blacks

millions of natives

millions more to come

how the universe forgets the universe

how they had love once too

how they are being too loud in most places

except in themselves

how they used to dance

how there is music everywhere if you listen

how the music in the shop now is annoying

and derivative and worthless and was done

years before

 

though you bob your head

though so do those who come in

alive from another day

in the city

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