universal love is
the body can only be met
in penetration
Imagine a city
not a line across the city
the city is the line of love
The city there’s a tune that goes
is its love “The market’s been removed
in its Hegelian self-consciousness improved with nature
impressing on everyone
how depressing it is now” 🎶
The dead
in memory of their universal love
even though in cities
wanted a communal table
always that bias when dead
But underneath an overpass
traffic pukes over it all
and all that can be done
is noting the number of passersby
getting puked on
can anyone describe
the universal love of Megacity
Red human blood pumping underneath
memories of the future
dragging the city inward
Without understanding a boy on a moped flashes
the city is love through the clogged
but all is Megacity artery of innocent night
you say you hate it at night
––stop lying
Megacity is love
your life inside Megacity is love
your life inside Megacity is universal love
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Matt Turner
Matt Turner has sevreral of poetry, most recently Slab Phases (BlazeVOX 2022), and have written essays and reviews for Bookform, LARB, Hyperallergic and a number of other journals. I live in New York, where I work as a translator.
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