.City smells of paperbacks rolled up in jacket pockets,
Paperbacks that serve to say âYes Iâm well read, now will you fuck me?â
City smells of lonesome singers singing lonesome songs
In a barroom where the shadows they grow longer with each note he fails to catch
The city smells.
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