here, a slice of steel and glass
a sky-high stack of offices
a mirror sixteen stories tall
to check your teeth for greenery
buildings coming down [[ pause... ]]
to the seashore
buildings coming down
to the sea
look, a building knifed in two
a bathtub hanging in the air
this is how the joke plays out
when we are old, when we are grey
buildings tumbling down [[ pause... ]]
to the wrecker
buildings tumbling down
to the sea
the sigh and the shrug
of a building facade
melting suddenly
into the sand
the crack and the roar
of the air between us
turning suddenly
into a cloud
[[ it might be about aging, or urban renewal, or terrorism ]]
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