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Concrete Dreams

Concrete Dreams

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I sit on the bamboo chair in my room

And try to dream.

Bricks laid upon bricks,

Mortar holding them in place;

Houses on top of houses,

Walls inside walls inside walls;


Cacaphony

of car honks, modified bikes

Screeching on nearby roads.

I shout

But the concrete chew

My voice, my memories

And spit it right back

On my face. 


The enchanting kingdom of wires and screens

Lie scattered on my table,

Have I ever been more disconnected? 

Alexa, can you hear me? 


Ask me something,

I haven't talked for a while.

Or play me a song about love?

Or tell me what you think about life? 

I have forgotten the way to my heart.



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