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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426970" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Feed the Pigeons</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The subway rides thru fields of steel<br>The lost horizon shines over the sea<br>All these dreams walk like the desert<br>Go see the fortune telling tower<br>Speakers blare and call the cave dwellers<br>Town square fills with snake oil<br>Open the curtains and let the circus play<br>Repeat the same droll lines<br>Agents of the bold new age <br>Time slips into paved columns<br>In the distance night is coming<br>Feed the pigeons while their alive<br>Painted cement reflects the sun</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The revolution is a whore<br>Songs and anthems sell cars<br>Everything is for sale<br>Deep under the sea symbols sink<br>Forgetfulness of the base<br>Dreams drift without color<br>Opaque sex dressed in silicone<br>Trampled on by the changelings <br>Merchants praise the unfettered beast<br>Eyes on the ceiling of the blue Bogotá<br>By the park she walks deep in thought<br>Bulletin boards decorated with happiness<br>Civil ceremony where loneliness wears violet</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We meet amidst the fog that just won’t leave<br>Scale the slippery language past the system<br>Love is the awakening of sleeping forests<br>Buried in tribes calloused with centuries<br>Gravity pulls the spirit into the inquisition<br>Visceral expression on the canvass of a glance<br>We are the numb children of subliminal fortune<br>Novocain only lasts so long<br>Sit on the roof and watch the traffic roll<br>Grass between the sidewalk cracks<br>She hands me a note<br>Yes, I am alive<br>Lets go to a movie</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sirens howl like wild wolves<br>Streets prowl like hungry lions<br>Neon lights glow instead of stars<br>Costumes of red and gold<br>Children of the night come to play<br>All the great towers are lit with pride<br>Music from the strip clubs cry<br>We walk quietly watching the carnival<br>Vampires come out at midnight<br>Hookers and pimps<br>We head for the river<br>We sit on a park bench<br>I think she likes me, I hope so</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the bookstore there is a meadow<br>Hamlet reads about choices<br>Choices to sleep or fight<br>Orwell’s 1984 is such a sweet book<br>I think I’ll get it for her for Valentines Day<br>No, I better get her a box of chocolates<br>She smiles at me like she trusts me<br>Lets make a cozy corner and invent a new language<br>I know I need you but we need to stay awake<br>What do you mean? <br>It seems something is trying to control us<br>I think someone wants to steal our inward world<br>I believe we have a soul</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We hold hands and go feed the pigeons</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Joseph+Narusiewicz">Joseph Narusiewicz</a><div class=q>
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The lost horizon shines over the sea
All these dreams walk like the desert
Go see the fortune telling tower
Speakers blare and call the cave dwellers
Town square fills with snake oil
Open the curtains and let ..."></div>
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