North-East; South-West

I

getoffgetoffgetoFfGetOffGEtOFfGETOFFGETOFFGETOFF
No.
The doors are closing.
I’ll smile.
Exhale.

II

Onychophagia –
ruinous return.
My fingers hurt.

III

I saw the sunset,
seeping low,
beyond the estate houses.
The tracks railriver
on(‘n on [‘n on])ward.

IV

Country music
piping (live) through air –
headphones hearing YouTube.
I took a taxi overground…
Fuck that tomb-train rapid-transit!

V

I think I’ll write another one,
a different style this time,
to capture when I do the return journey.
But now? Sierra Ferrell,
once Spotify stops buffering.


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