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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