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The expat.


back again from Paris

and then,

what has changed in you?

I don't know


you are interesting,


in a way

that goes beyond

girls you've fucked

or books

read on corners

in cafes

to the tune

of cigarettes

whisping into traffic. perhaps

you have finally

learned that any city

you go to

is just a place

where people live

and work

and none of them have spirit

beyond what we bring

in expectation?


coming upon chickens


in a farmyard

would be fools

to expect chicken

every day.