Civilization Undulates

Pretty talking like

soft sugar in the air

like snow while wind admires herself

in the mirror.


Space sparkles kindly on our undulating cities,

the land groaning with the weight of buildings

that rise and fall with generations,


while our beloved build

and we try to furnish our vainglorious homes

with ourselves, diminutive,

wispy, fleeing from the thoughtless force of the wind

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