colour breaches castle walls,nyc
we live in our castles
slick sided granite buildings
tower over masses of scuttling barbarians
below enduring profusions of earthy smells fighting
for provenance like plants struggling to survive in crowded jungle
narrow canyons created by our sky-hugging forts
which lean toward one another
whispering of our private ugly secrets
while we watch from glassed-in ramparts and balconies
in unending block after block of grey primitive existence
startled by row upon row of bursting crimson tulips
waving bloody swordpoints in springtime defiance
adorning the traffic median along Park Avenue
flowers thriving in the bruises of a city’s shadows
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