A man strides back triumphantly from his morning jog; another ducks into a doorway to light a fag — still up from the night before…
Weaving through the dogshit laced streets of Schillerkiez,
The national anthem of leaf-blowers accompanies the choir of cancerous coughs.
And the glass between the cracks still glistens from last night’s brawl.
A man tries to handstand; looking around sheepishly before each attempt,