confetti

dark silence fallsas you enter grand central.

the ac cuts out. nerves 

ramp up.

the train 

moves 

real slow.
kings piss 

on our legs.

bullets arc

w/o charm. 
no cache 

of whimsy

will con me 

into canaan.

the ac kicks 

back on.

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