you can put away the letters of my name along the street, below this mountain lives the color terra cotta every building that was tall seems within reach today all day I felt you slip from present tense
along the street, below this mountain lives the color terra cotta color of livability where things blend into mountains, buildings, just plain rock today all day I felt you slip from present tense the seed birds and their lingering matched sentences I did not speak
color of livability where things blend into mountains, buildings, just plain rock continuo becomes a sacrament resembling a believable routine the seed birds and their lingering matched sentences I did not speak a faculty of hearing takes the place of song
continuo becomes a sacrament resembling a believable routine in correspondence there are melodies that will go unaccompanied a faculty of hearing takes the place of song whatever has been limber will still dance
in correspondence there are melodies that will go unaccompanied your signaling has lapsed and I think for you, to you whatever has been limber will still dance full measure of remembrance equals space between shared past and now
your signaling has lapsed and I think for you, to you every building that was tall seems within reach full measure of remembrance equals space between shared past and now you can put away the letters of my name
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