Photo by Aihua Gao
city
within the sky
loomed
fantastic towers
of glass
cracked and crazed
leaping up above
a world
dying of old age
yet little wisdom
where vine
and branch
reach up
to tear down
monuments
of hourglass sand
and forgotten
moments
that once filled
these weedy streets
and the fading
inertia of
inheritance
and echoes
of the last
words
spoken
base
form
follows
functional
necessities
~~~~~
where fantastical
forces create outlandish
madnesses that will brandish
their civic anger
~~~~~
formulated
from the lies
told us
in
loco
parentis
representing
~~~~~
monsters of the id
like monsters under the bed
or the closet that we dread
those scary unknowns
~~~~~
never out grown
residing
in our
depths
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