
A city was built
by the felling of a tree;
we can’t let things be.

A city was built
by the felling of a tree;
we can’t let things be.

Every step we take,
a bit closer to the top,
so we can look down.

Just a broken mug?
a crack in the universe
of coffee drinkers.

Scared of getting hurt,
spewing spikes cactus survives,
never having loved.