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The Day came slow---till Five o'clock---
By Kelly Levan

I pretend the city
speaks in lessons
or bananas
or whatever it is I want
but the city always
tells the same story

one of something
worse than occupancy
worse than vacancy
just all of us
in a line
for some exit

© 2004, Kelly Levan
Kelly Levan was recently from East Boston, MA
and is currently from New Mexico
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