days of concrete wonder

by mistersoto

along concrete veins
into the city
you walk
in and out
of exits
in and out
of people
deals made
and soured
profit and profit
loss and loss

in between you wonder
which is kept afloat
you
or the objects of your endeavours
the words
listed and done
into the bin
the blinds pulled
tomorrow is another
cell to be filled

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