no grass or space or parking spots
to fields of green and humongous lots
from 1 bedroom in a cramped structure
to 2 floors of space and no need to rupture
the peace of mind that space brings
in this new place, i feel like i have wings
I spent 7 years in NY and maybe even more
but now that i’ve moved, i wonder, what for?
- Some poems that may be related or just fun to read...
- Can't find any right now. Try the archives.
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