Where i live the words explode the tolling of bells
Sugar in coffee cups steal the joy and becoming wastes evening
where i live the word dripping down on his hands
without fuss
where i live breathe a light that consumes the distances
repeat endlessly that looking around suspiciously
while sliding down and down to the bottom
Where i live the words smudged walls
where i live even air has something to say
where i live the words they put in a box
and bury themselves under the trees
where i live is always walks alone
and sundays they burn nonsense
even as all around the lights
have sugar taste
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