Oxide

We deliver hits and fans
Just steps from boxing rings
And HVAC
We buy gold
In all caps
Like WE BUY GOLD
And sell it back too

We sop gravy
From atop a cheddar stack
Dipping bread into bread
Flour and marbled body fluids
Never losing flavor or importance
But clogging drains and other small tubes

We can't find our piles among our piles
I saw construction men building a building
On top of another building
In the rubble of a building
Made of buildings' rubble
The rubble looked best

Ever seen Lincoln Motor Inn?
With its neon lit plexiglass?
Just a warehouse for people
Storage for you and yours
Stuffing, being combined with stock
It's like sweaty bread, with onions

Ever pass by a building with beams exposed on the outside?
That has to be a Greek throwback
It's thatchy and could even be domed
But it's always manger and square
Which is fine and even charming
For cinder block
Or cinder anything

Ever pass the 1920's delivery car in Hillside suspended way above its home with the sign WB2AHK@AOL.COM
That car used to do work
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