Downtown Traffic..

Outward-bound Caravanserai of the morning,

held hostage in funereal processioned mourning,

a churning slow,slower tide of

of flow and ebb interpreting

the coded frequencies,



along concreted arteries of commerce,

industry,trade,trading one place

for another,one place after another,

bartering,leveraging circadian rythms

for gleaming glittering moments

of the here and now,now and gone,

lost amid homeward-bound Caravanserai,

traversing capillaries of the

gridlocked grinding ephemera

of another day consumed

by hubris.

(Louis Kasatkin has asserted his Right,etc.&so forth…)

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