Spray from the road
washes the clean
propelled existence
soaked in fumes
daily speed routine
wearing down rubber
year round daily pilgrims
emissions or eviction
pollute to survive
commute or die.
Ciaran Burke
Commuted sentence
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Ciaran Burke
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