driving throught it . with tom tom
in cision . “the north” to “the south”
a long straight river in steel
parallel and opposed . installed
the gherkin is up . a single lamp is
flickering . waining . a timed distract
praising dead enemies in strange churches
urban . clutted . repeated concrete thumps
but a window is a window . shielding him as
samuel sleeps in his cot . thinking of hannah
four hot hours from israel . he's fine
it seems close . the towers a giant “x”
it hurts us . each of us . as we cross
the bridge
nothing else grows here . but this eli
he has a thoughtful voice despite it all
he throws us a few . in the city
half light
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