SOHO or DUBLIN (poem on first's submission)

Soho
Or
Dublin



It was one of the two 

Numb footsteps around lampposts 

Steps to doors that you can’t go in 

Leaving your future disappointment behind 

A frame of time to put up on your wall 

Was it soho or Dublin 

Untitled conversations that stream past like traffic 

Progressive air stuck in history’s trap

Aspirations to wear the city’s scent, eat up it’s waste to try gain some experience 

Personify the nighttime and shit on the day 

Was it Soho or Dublin

The first time I lost my heart to the chase