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on the west coast, fog

on the west coast, fog
tucks in streets to rest,
with unsettling whirr
glowing eyes of metal
animals pedal past
in congested lanes
half-asleep

finally i breathe
easy among un-
seeing company,
am liminal between
where and was, as the sun
draws indigo blinds
in its wake
gonezalo
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