In a new city, again.

Sudden deceptive raindrops wanted me to like it here.

Then the hope got drenched as a truck cruised by.

The power goes off any time.

I know the language they speak.

But I pretend not to understand them.

I easily find the way around.

But I want to stay lost and never be found.

Familiar with this sense of unfamiliarity,

We make an odd couple,

Unfriendly me, and the friendly city.