Ear to the ground I sift through
Piles of falling letters
Copying keys, roll down my sleeves
A part of the hanging garden of the
City
Downtown the sounds of single people
Doing nothing

Nose to the wall
I follow paths of tiny fissures
Falling trapeze, the j__anese
Are watching a garden growing on
An island
Surround the mound and run your
Fingers through the filings

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