the elevators don't work
leaving your head on the top floor
and your heart in the basement
you need to check the fuses
You yearn to climb the floors
each year of your life
until old age and the parapet
limit your movement
your business meeting
with your emotions
and your logic of discipline
ends in arguement and discontent
The consumable nature of the world
stacked on shelves
in the middle of the building
all the stages of development
companies look inside at themselves
blind to all manner of pertinence
the common human just as limited
admiring themselves unwilling to find defects
buildings like that seem to collapse early
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