New York City


I was an Adventurer,
a Woman on a Quest  
to know the streets to Babylon

Enticed by the Forbidden Apple,
I pictured myself as some eccentric Annie Hall
attending the World's college campus,
quirky to the bone

But my eyes were ill-prepared 
for the chaos of that Great City,
how it seethed and vibrated with
waking ambition fueled 
by the dreams of writhing multitudes

I told myself I would not sink 
into the mire of its cyanide core,
but I did not anticipate the one thing
that alters perception beyond Reason:

Love.


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