Breathing in the City

motorcycles roar like tigers

into the yellow night

fireworks smack the air

like falling stars that sing

cars honk at one another

and race on through the dark,

never sleeping life

breathes throughout this city’s lungs.

and in this city, I can rest

because the restlessness exhausts me.

In this city, I’m not hungry

when it’s too hot to eat,

I sleep and listen softly

to the heartbeat of my streets.

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