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drop ceilings and day planners
when you first walked into the office building
that would eventually kill you
was it the drop ceilings that caught your eye
or a stiff necked shirt or a prolonged sigh
an eighteenth floor window with a parallel view
to a somber black-tied man closed by
or an adjacent window with reflections of
the crows and gulls that fly by
no don't be afraid / you won't remember a thing when you awake
when you first stepped into the small cubicle
that could potentially entomb you
wasn't the calendar your first warning sign
or the circles under your eyes
from an eighteenth floor window watched your life pass by
like a sad song passing birds would sing
from adjacent windowsills always searching for
your perfect fitting metaphor
2 am
abandoned city street
flags
broken streetlamp serenade
the names of things and other such thoughts
interviews
CHYZ Interview (English Translation)
rusty string
the wires from my broken record player
fake plastic guns
oh, sweet consequence
and all of us, as well
painting over it did no good / solitary bird
nursing 500 broken fingers
the roots, the leaves
intimidated by silence
asleep on a train
the birds in your chest
the sun always sets
drop ceilings and day planners
some lonesome street corner
dead telephone
i know someone who can't recognize