Krrruuurrll
It takes many types,
and rigorous flights,
simple minds and treacherous vine’s-
we lace our faces with our finds,
we trace our space’s with their intellectual minds-
but cigarettes burn and drinks overturn,
and yet we never see things the way they should skoot,
we all have opinions that we’d like to remove-
a savior once said to shut up and groove,
so I do one move at a time,
one move at a time-
forget to rewind,
forget to unwind,
because buildings take up my mind,
cities intertwine like a mathematical puzzle that only serves the blind.
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