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Late rain is drowning the streets

Choking on the daily dust and burned rubber.



Crowded one-way streams are breaking my patience,

Stuck on the big arm of my watch.



Black cloud is covering the eye-reaching distance

With cheap polyester stitched up with electricity.



I’m catching the upgrade airway transportation

Saving me from the thrombosed chaos.



Long check-in and out, undressing, back and forth

Caressing the hallway in circles

And nesting the wings at home.