I admit I love the earthquake of a Gas Works sunrise.
You scoff at my rose tinted lenses
Waiting for the February rain to sweep them away.
But you bought me a Croakie, an hour of time,
A tungsten introduction to a city in silhouette.
Yes, I’m stuck playing peek-a-boo with a grimacing world on the other side
Of a 24 hour diner booth
But I’ve discovered that this city smiles,
Despite the fluorescent lighting.
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