.I'm tired of seeing you boxed up
in cardboard and army fatigue, threadbare in 20 degrees.
And I'll be walking around you so lightly,
hoping that you won't disturb me
from making my retreat, from making my retreat.
A long time ago, we paved our cities over bones.
We made cadaver.
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