More visible than creases
Passing quadrants
Sand and stone
All the signs say what is supposed to be there
Some buildings cannot be used if they cannot be insured
reinforced by tax
Credited with gain
There are slips and there are archways
Squeezing in a gap never felt so unsafe
The names stay the same
The backroom changes piles frequently
In almost every unnecessary pile
The likelihood that the top resembles the bottom
Box on box
Cone to cone
Disc against disc
Some things given special clearance
To go underneath, above, or straight through
Usually reprimanded without wheels
Things without take too long
Either that
Or they can't stay up there forever
There are preferred crooked steps
Wobbly fences
Some trees lean dangerously
Some growl and bare down
It's the bearing of fruit that softens;
It softens the whole experience
Somehow hiding the sturdy requirements
Requiring secrecy and hushed winking
There are ivy sprawls more wise
But the rooftop view is always beckoning
Some kind of saw toothed sacrifice
Leaving the overhang where it lay
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3.23.10
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