route
to work,
the one downtown,
straight
up the middle of the city.
i want to see
the decay
and destruction,
the shake downs,
the drugs and hookers,
the carjackings
and violence.
i want to hear the crackle
of syringes
under my tires.
i want to smell
things burning,
see the broken windows,
see the police
in their cars
with their party
lights on.
i want to hear the screams
and the cries
of those
barely surviving,
partially alive.
everyone should
take the scenic route
downtown, and see for
yourself,
the underside.
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