To Fool Ourselves into Acting
statistics said
stop
then both of us did.
red octagons came fast
into view. disappointed
how long we stayed &
how short. then again
LA’s where you grew up
& where I lost myself,
driving aimlessly
in the smog of endless
grids, the whites of my eyes
turning gray
said
pollute me
stop
then both of us did.
red octagons came fast
into view. disappointed
how long we stayed &
how short. then again
LA’s where you grew up
& where I lost myself,
driving aimlessly
in the smog of endless
grids, the whites of my eyes
turning gray
said
pollute me
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