Song for a City

The city is Perth, Australia. The stories are real enough.

 
Reality begins with the first retelling.
Memory snips around stories...

 
City mile/country mile.
We know the globe as a patched work of countries...

 
A superhighway of faces.
I bus to Perth / must cost less...

 
Born running.
Darling machines we live with...

 
City journeys end where they begin.
There are no footprints in the City...

 
Some days the city lives.
Winter passed in procession, rapid...

 
Your own little bit of nature.
High walls: the weeded gardens...

 
A city born at the crossroads.
Long ago, before the first cities were built...

 
Manhattan ash in the living room.
Bound for the new world...

 
Conditions of tenure.
Unlike happiness, you can't buy a home...

 
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