i don't know how people walk the streets of this city as if they were simple streets

a synagogue stood there once
and there
and there
and there

these streets are to be hiked, these streets are trees

these streets were clean until a man was forced to scrub them
and another man
and another man
and another man

a mountain of words disappeared into smoke right there
and there
and there
and there
people were next
and next and next and next and next and next

these streets will talk to anybody willing to listen, nightmares galore

a waggon stopped there once
and there neighbors
and there teachers
and there doctors
and there students
and there friends
and there humans

we didn't know what was happening, we didn't know, we didn't know

you think of me, therefore i am.
you think of me not, therefore i am not.
how could i be, when you've got all of me.
think of me so i can think of you, i only am, when i think of you.
please think of me and let me be.

and I would rather
hear noises and see people
that do not exist
than be so alone to
not hear nor see
anyone
at all