Floating Rectangles

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I get up to piss at 3 in the morning,

four floors up on NW 21st Ave.

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At my age it's a long process,

so I look out the window to take in the night.

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Below in the dark I see glowing, floating rectangles

slowly passing by in opposite directions.

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Carried by dark, solitary silhouettes.

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Connected to the world,

but not to each other.

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Connected to the world,

but not the predator waiting in the shadows.

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Connected to the world,

soon to be connected to the front of a Trimet bus.