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Tear me down in flames and steel,
screaming for a compression,
a recollection,
a clean slate,

stone and strong,
that doesn’t hold back stars
with synthetic smog
and drive in listed cars,
free of hate and love
and city street tar,

tag me back,
to an upstate smile
that doesn’t waste its time on daily news
that sometimes you wish you could just pick and choose
before its heard

take me to the ball game,
where the floor won’t shake with planes and buildings that didn’t dodge in time,
or give a reason for their blushing shame
that tinted their lifeless pale cheeks in flame
and, when the redness went,
left coals and burning embers
that sparks don’t like to talk about
on their years off

or drag me home,
to where I want to be
but don’t want to see the endless smiles and cameras
that grin at zero tolerance
and make me want to stand and…
clench my teeth

or leave me be,
to forget and let a falling man fall
from a figure that, I thought,
stood Titanic and tall and undoubtedly, leaving me weak
at the knees and I’ll fall,
tearing me down in flames and steel and rust that could have been
that should have been but latched to a gust of wind and blew away
but wasn’t saved in a box for a rainy day
that could have fallen on a bleak December or a tired November
or a tourist,
flashing their cameras and smiles while up in the clouds they’re whiling away the days of work
with these behemoth creatures behind them and on them
and drilled in their paths each morning, their feet slowly long for them
just,
somehow,
let me forget for a minute and rest
while sunset swings high in a clean slated city I’m not sure I want,
but I think’s for the best.
@Bobby’s, yeah, right on the mark.

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