My city
& nbsp; My city is rhythmic,
& nbsp; But stingy with metaphors,
& nbsp; In it
& nbsp; Flickering quatrains of Windows,
& nbsp; Stretch
& nbsp; Leitmotives of the streets,
& nbsp; Echoes
Exclamation points
& nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; Trees,
& nbsp; In it
& nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; Days are not bright,
& nbsp; In it
& nbsp; Nights are bright,
& nbsp; In it
People in quotes,
& nbsp; and the verses beat
About window glass,
& nbsp; like random butterflies.
& nbsp; 09.06.11 g.
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