When we look out the window we hear
there is a ringing sound that will never end.
Engulfed in noise and in dust submerged
tiny men walk a thousand steps
Yellow -
the city has been yellow -
ever since the machines
arrived.
Heat -
The november sun melts all the tall buildings
until the twists and turns
of the voice
call a break for prayer
Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 1:51 PM UTC
When we look out the window we hear
there is a ringing sound that will never end.
Engulfed in noise and in dust submerged
tiny men walk a thousand steps
Yellow -
the city has been yellow -
ever since the machines
arrived.
Heat -
The november sun melts all the tall buildings
until the twists and turns
of the voice
call a break for prayer
