I'm craving the city
but its not coming out as poetry.
Palm trees remind me
that I'm not where I planned to be
frankly.
God knows, I've had my fantasies.
Lock eyes, you're such a tease.
I guess for now I'll have to settle for comfort and ease.
What a joke it all turned out to be.
Excuse me, I have to go pee...
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