When the City Woke Up
I heard the things you have been saying
I felt it when the city woke up,
as cars have started practice; fouling
the still of morning air and bringing
a death to night, now found at sunup
my heart will seek a hidden meaning
a secret word in what you gave me
there must be one in this of dreaming,
of wondering on that which can't be,
searching all the haunted eyes I see
As some unspoken word will settle
the dream of dreams that follows, seething
the thought so drowned ever by metal
bleak and worn my heart has tried to be.
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Jake A. | Year Posted 2015
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