Nobody Knows

a metallic collage cranes twist from the water to the sky look in dogpatch a man goes off the dock with a plastic bag a disheveled face wish him home as you walk through windows keep count stranger faces promise love the world is ending but go to a warehouse a room a broken glass no one has been but you feel how odd it is to shatter so small inside us split our twin bodies against alabaster noumena all we have to see all that all dies with us the sun is so bright today I can only see you the western coast California the trees in the sky

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