On the escalator, I’m going up
Steel planes, folding collapsing
Dying into the jagged teeth.
Reborn at the bottom.
For a moment, I want to be
A recycling immortal.
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Inside the steam room, the figures loom large
Dwarfs Demons Minotaurs
Breathing like engines
The round lights glow smudged
Beyond iron cages
An underground train passes,
The ground trembles. I feel like
Toiling inside a steam ship
On storm tides.
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I shower and tremble.
Cold water crawling down
Like a hundred serpents.
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Walking on the street
I jump over the obstacles,
And the ditches. I tell myself,
This ain’t the life of mine.
