Seattlite Sattelites

Wandering through
Seattle for
Ice cream after
Indian food

Taken hostage by
Hijabis who made
Me feel like
I was family

Moody under the
Drone of streetlights
Being strung along
By three vibrant scarves
Contrasted by
Leather jackets
And black clothing
And cursing
Titans with a sure-
Footed swagger
Wandering, though, up
Blocks we know

Bylamps that grind
Like fireworks

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