you teach me how to hate
everyday, once and again
from the incidental passions
to our mundane obsessions
I love to watch your cosmic feature
transform
everyday, inch by inch
I love to travel to your borders
crossing the limits
traversing your routes
watching you move, watching you groove
everyday, every hour of the day
I love to flow into your crowds
getting dispersed, becoming anonymous
your fragile texture, insecure encounters
I am learning to expect the unexpected
in your restless presence
everyday, anew
I love to miss you when I am here
the nostalgia I accumulate
before leaving
you, the city I love
the city I love to hate
1 comment:
Yes! The city I love to hate. The city. The love. The hate.
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