Saturday, February 18, 2017
Falling Rubble Comments
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Numerical death
walks quietly in the ruins
of hubris and pride.
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A gate of iron. The hinges inviting oxygen as an added defense. In the city what is clear is that the traffic lights are controlled by algorythms of indifference. And flowers multiply on days of the heaviest resistance. We all wait for the weather impatiently.