Room with a view

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Maximum city glides past the window

Traffic carries on

The silence inside my hotel room drowns the noise outside

Faraway blaring horns dissolve into my coffee, without complaint

Halogen on high beams dissipates into the light from the TV

The urgency of getting to someplace, forgets itself as it crosses into my room, through the window

The traffic, loses itself and becomes a moving image

Just another spectacle, from my room with a view


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