New Amsterdam

falling from the sky i scraped my knees on concrete fingernails darkened by metropolitan deceit the gale of inner city enterprise fueling trader commodities and welcoming queues that form their redundant mantra echoing a delayed expedition the signal beginning our attrition elsewhere, coal smeared spartans clash their frosted resolve melting slowly inside a timeless arena closer to home, oppressed vegetation sprouts cultured venues calling nature's miracle a tertiary attraction despite the pain of this vision we develop a certain rheumatism numbing perception and the id our carnal revelry guided by mohammad