there's a floating city out in the ocean, someday i'm going to find it
peppered with windows
a spire with a spotlight
like a guiding star
oceanic minaret
forever floating off
the festival vessel
implicated hulk
seems an empty
kind of lively
like a
birthday room
without a door
beside this iron
christmas tree
waves turn into rubies
looks just like
the spindly streets
of Dubai on takeoff
for a 9 hour trip back home,
but none of those places
are home anymore
floating away,
the globbing lights
become a single dot
and vanish.
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