Not São Paulo
In the city or town I might say
The city awakens
The town awakens
A window opens
A man leans out
Smokes a cigarette
I am not Blaise Cendrars
I see nothing of the kind
Poetry by jim
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Written on 2020-08-30 at 17:46
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