Buildings Drown
Somewhere downtown where the buildings drown
In banks of fog crosshatched by graphite lines
Where ghosts cross paths with forgotten laughs
And memories of better times
Recall a day when it was ok to say
That light and love was truth
Before nothing grew into nothing new
I know, but have no proof
Move to where I wear a madman's crown
Somewhere downtown where the buildings drown
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2026-01-07 at 15:03
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