Daddy You Look Mean
|Thank You For The Flowers: ...|
Here come the buildings, glass and stone.
More like the roses,
Blue home grown from red but more alive
(Here come the people)
Blue red in
Hair, eyes, mouth, softness, skin,
Moves, sounds and shadows.
The pigeons, their shit.
Spacing blue. Is there any way to not see it? ...
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