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My Soul, Like Manhattan

Posted January 21st, 2008 by Prometheus 6

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Poetry for men

My Soul, Like Manhattan
By Earl Dunovant
Copyright © 2002

Manhattan from a distance,
Its hydrocarbon halo
Glowing golden in dawn’s light,
Is very photogenic

We approach, the halo fades,
The golden light turns gray and
Our vision is reduced to
Its accustomed cloudiness

And we think no more of it.
And we cannot even tell
We grow more numb each day
Living in the heart of the haze

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