Underground City by Rick Lupert

You can be underground
for weeks in Montreal, never
without food, never without
a place to shop never coming up
for outside air.

Unlike in Los Angeles where
the
underground is occupied
by roots and failed basements.
Where if the palm trees
don’t see you outside they

will miss you. 

They will call your mother.


(From "Sinzibuckwud!")

Rick Lupert © 2011