040510i Anywhere To Get A Rest Poem by Manonton Dalan

that sound of passing car tire threads
teeth rattling then it hits that bridge bumps
i wonder how these pigeons manage to live
there are wires blocking cavities from them
only accessable is ledges expose to weather
but still endure to stay; admirable persistance

behind are huge concrete slabs beneath bridge
there's sign of life visits on its cavern lately
cigarette butts, food wrappers, cartoons, bottles
reminds me in tokyo there's this honeycomb hotel
a space to lay your back; you are like maturing bee
this is what's happening here, only this one is free

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due to space inavailability and high prices somebody
design a futuristic cubicles similar to beehive in japan
for overnight travelers. i'm not claustrophobic.