city of a thousand stories (none of them are true)

the city squats upon the coastline. i fall into it as pavements sprawl into infinite horizons. i can't distinguish anxiety from excitement. fasting to keep up with the pace.

one way tickets meet intersections. i am checking my rear vision mirror. the air is congested. i am trying to filter the present from the excess. wrapped in what-might-have-beens i await for my family to arrive