eternal #15/a lullaby

a bicycle ride,
occasionally changing lanes.

a nameless blood cell
in the pulsating vein.

adrenaline shots on the tab,
maneuvers between the taxis.

a sperm in the fallopian tube,
is wandering in vain.

it is not about you,
it is also not about me.

late night arguments, –
a prolix

of the honking cars
on the avenues of New York.

a multistory living,
confined by the curbs.

it is almost a midnight,
the skyline is the new milky way.

angels are watching over
the traffic on a highway.

go to sleep.

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