We are
in the back
of a taxi
zooming
towards the city
and its
shiny smog
Why do we call
home
something
that isn’t
and is
definitely
trying
to kill us?
Is it
because
we are stupid
or perhaps
because
we have
no other
or simply
because
we need
to call
something
home?
EL SEBBO BACK IN FRANCE
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