At dusk the birds roost
in the same two trees: American.
Don’t look at me walking
making me that person walking.
We don’t meet at the questions. Why
these trees? They stand beside the bakery
that decorates pastries with sugar
made to look like sawdust.
We meet at the corners
of fact: Subway tunnels
present ads appearing to move
but we are moving.
Two children smile closer together
because they are eating bread.
from AwaywardFind it in the library
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