Sinking

This building
this body rejected
in the open morning of tomorrow’s glance

Tell me your tales
old brother
old skeleton

just look!
They suck your life away when you still yearn to breathe!
Every last thing pinioned against

Don’t bother giving them a groan of notice when you fall

just optimistically
pour yourself
across that city
and whoever gets in the way
deserves it.

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