concrete, exhaust, a chill (our cities feel the same before 8am)

sliced flightless swapped skyline
a swabbing tongue of
cheap vinyl spilling foam

newborn neon faded
she aches like a new mouth
her ears crack old teeth

sky blue shreds of once red crescent
flag over the open room dust
still falls and sprawls on sills

sidewalk ferns howl loud in the cold
(fiddles sprung in splits of city)
(grown even in ices white and divisive)