We walked

through dusty streets

surrounded by

an oxymoron of roars

and purrs

from animals we call engines.

 

Animals that crawled

and clawed

through stratums

of uncomfortability

 

Momentarily

relieving

us

;

calling it awkward.

 

© Hudson Biko

 

 

 

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