a message for the message

 

it was in the city we made the tall council

 

to keep the sky up

 

to meet and agree and argue

 

to think it is

 

that when i’m sweeping under the eaves

 

and look up through this thing i built on you

 

i wonder where the people are

 

who i thought we were

 

dropping my life from a window

 

i’ll say she has fallen

 

right (points) here

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