5 Pastels – 3

living in a city
can be the ultimate
love / hate relationship —
for little else in life
can simultaneously give you energy
and sap you of it at the same time.

it is equal parts
splendor and squalor,
joyfulness and misery,
brotherhood and animus.

but in the light of a beautiful morning,
both sides of the city, in reflection,
seem to just represent

life

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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