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A Shout
A shout
several flights away
with a neon life
in my face

who could say
how far
blinking puerile ads
in my eyes

a girl
down a floor or two
some stupid billboard
in my mind

probably just some domestic
downstairs
nothing but pink and blue fluoro
in my heart

someone playing love hate games
on a lower floor
flashing draining braining lights
in my soul

screaming into the night
nowhere but down
crass strobing commerce
in my head

a last gasp
below
flickering and buzzing
in my life

the pavement
under her
swallowing and consuming
my being
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