The City
in august 2020 birds got fat
they started turning back into dinosaurs
they didn't miss people
rats on the other hand missed restaurants
the better ones reviewed in the times
there are so many rat snobs
in the infernal month of august 2020
the birds and the rats compete for the future
we humans developed a dream life
that features either wings or fur
in the morning
we shower put on work clothes
and walk into the next room
to work on self-erasure
day and night mean little nows
are shaking the jello cube of time
at night me and my friend
jump over walls after putting
phosphorous on our hands
we escape from people
we meet a masked subway rat named Henna
at midnight on the bowery
we discuss astrophysics
sometimes we roll a ball of dark energy
on the rails of an empty train
and then lie down somewhere in the city