A City Awakens


The people are out
Chasing a lost year
Makeshift bars
In oft forgotten gutters
A city breathes
Familiar in a new world

And everyone mourns the dance floors
Beat catch — rhythm thrown
The shirt bleed-thru
The comfort found in
Strangers sweat and consent

How easily it all went
The venues tragedy
A stagehand’s wish dismantled
A parade of abandonment
On dusty roads
Ashen with our absence

The people are out tonight
A city awakens
Bathed in sepia tones
Finds itself dressed
Without a place to go.

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