Wien

again and again
i return
to you
with your vaulted airs
borne of a past
haunted
by fancies and prestige,
and gilded
with horrors.

your
charming rounded corners
still cut

sharply
into my hollowed
depths.

i see aperol smiles
sharing

with that familiar
lilt

that still escapes me.


you are home,
away from
every other place I go.

don’t wait for me.
because I won’t-

yet we seem to meet
again
and again
on your broad
mourning streets

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