Milan

Milan was
was Duomo doors
bold, dark against the square
a grand and public dare

Milan was
was Galleria looking back
glass and contempt/consumption
that wasted the world
a dazzling consumption

Milan was
was fashion and fabulous
a frenzied state of (un)grace
beautiful Italians, beautiful Romans
smoking in the open air

Milan was
was garbage strewn everywhere
was needles in the grass
and filth in the small shops
a confluence of every thing
a grand presentation

Milan was
was in the younger past
is gone but still there…
somewhere
a golden broken heart
beating beauty out of the world

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