The buildings around me
stack up like stairs.
Then I think, "Could it be?"
and look around for someone who cares.
When I realize that there's no one,
I look again at the stacking buildings.
Overcomming me is the need to run.
I find myself at the first stair, singing,
"Oh, how wonderful is it all!"
And off I go...running up the building-composed staircase
until,
at last,
I
fall.