gracefully alleyway you flicked the telly
on! and perched by the window to
listen soundwaves "we are not sure of
how many deaths seven-hundred casualties
afraid of rodents corpses tunnels we are not
humbled this town is resilient"

to recover lost time or bricks crumble
and we toss plaster overboard to make
a cement sea. walk above saltfish
your ideals ethically spotless we thought
it was dawn sidewalk empty morning.

I am a vacuum. watch me
create weightless dust a tawny
lady was insecure and tasted
like toothpaste and ran out the
door to kiss delicate on the front porch
and twist a gentle wrist around the
goldmining moths white wings black soot under
neath the village.

let down your high seats for the old - I
am arrogant and tight-fitted oh the comet's
path past milky way for center of the
universe a wise decision a pretty girl
do you know where this ship is sailing.