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TWO WORLDS, SIMULTANEOUS
i.
Walking on the Malecón
where everything is in a state
of decay and yet at once
so rambunctiously alive,
eyeing all the 1950s
American land-yachts,
carefully-yet-frugally maintained
because they have to be—
I feel at peace with the play
between entropic nature
and human technology, humbled
in La Habana, Cuba.
ii.
My parked company car’s
rear passenger window got smashed
(2018 model, fancy).
The window was pretty cheap to fix-
but flecks and scratches on the door
and microscopic defects in the paint
add up to thousands to be paid
because it has to be,
because you cannot sell
an un-whole company car
someday in the future
in America.
#napowrimo2019
Walking on the Malecón
where everything is in a state
of decay and yet at once
so rambunctiously alive,
eyeing all the 1950s
American land-yachts,
carefully-yet-frugally maintained
because they have to be—
I feel at peace with the play
between entropic nature
and human technology, humbled
in La Habana, Cuba.
ii.
My parked company car’s
rear passenger window got smashed
(2018 model, fancy).
The window was pretty cheap to fix-
but flecks and scratches on the door
and microscopic defects in the paint
add up to thousands to be paid
because it has to be,
because you cannot sell
an un-whole company car
someday in the future
in America.
#napowrimo2019
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