MY CITY

My city falls too breezily
for whim and want 
too easily
and then I freeze
you who are here and
you make me wonder
why this fear
creeps asunder

this loyalty
its nothing dear
a screaming place
new, and sadly reinvented
blues, for new folk,
unrepentant
Not mine I say
I've nothing left
but fullness, rawness
and bereft

I stand apart for once
for all
I'm poet, anger, building tall
I'm sewer choked
and with it all
the steps become the
the protest mall

Not mine I say
this fake depression
not mine I say
this loud protestation
not mine I whisper
poetic desperation
but mine i admit
I am this sensation