of the train

piped in

through the

PA system.

The whole city

slightly askew

but familiar

in its shadows,

its symmetrical brick,

its dry hot breeze

and its lack

of pedestrians,

save you.

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The blinking message said:

is needed

to achieve

escape velocity

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The salutations and styles

erupting on the top

few stairs,

where service

is mercifully restored

and the world resumes

its tangents and vectors,

terrific possibilities

processed by objects

as small and dark

as the eyes of a starling,

constantly soaking up data

and sending it back to Seattle,

which sells it to Tokyo,

which sells it

to someplace else

Photo by Me

Poem by Rick Snyder

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