The Frisk
Down By The Beautiful Bay
Step after step the façade is the sameYear after year the same shades remainNew stucco here and new condo thereThe hidden parts appear to be bareStep by step with the shapes of the pastI feel every corner and whiff and a pathDown asphalt alleys and through gingerbread streetsRoam with invisible people who stay out of reachThe sharp slap of memory stops my not-so-wanderThe address is empty though it's pulsing with lifeOn such a wonderful day the calendar disappears
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