the problem(s) of late capitalism II

Sophia,
who I met in a basement club in Tokyo lit with green Christmas lights,

said the problem was that there was nothing,
and what there was,
was stolen.


Vladimir, her manager,
allowed that times had been hard.

And many young people,
like him and Sophia,
had sought fortunes far from home --

But in the end things had worked out well enough, he said,
and stroked his coat. 

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