Verbopolis
21st Century Urban Meditations
Saturday, February 17, 1996
South
Its like fog
but it shines.
Its pink
but you can’t quite see it.
The exit’s shrouded
with hair
and hot pants.
Fizzy sodastream women
shudder to half bubbly beats.
A bit like beer
but not quite as tasty.
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