This City
This is the city where
I found,
the fixity of
synthesis.
These are the streets
that pace,
fames the course
of imminence.
This is the city where
I lost,
the tangibility
of surface...
...This is the where
I am to be found,
and found to be
lost.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
