above grant street near 16th street flies

a bucket brigade of airplanes

zooming shadows across the long building

on the north side of the street

one by one

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the landing gears lower

for the runway to the east

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every two minutes a noise of jetwash

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the shadows shift by time of day and time of year

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tubes full of flyers

looking like winged lipsticks

going going going

landing taxiing emptying

moving life along