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Plain paper Wrappings of mornings In the suburbs where we have lived our lives out Like incandescent light bulbs Plain wallpaper Painting the walls The walls of our apartments Where we sit in our houses The empty houses The empty houses on the blocks The empty houses on the blocks of streets The backyards behind the empty houses The conversations Recorded on the answering machines of telephones The drama of the television programs Raising the roofs Of the empty houses Beneath the empty skies Lit by streetlights The empty churches On the streetcorners Casting their pointed shadows Across the traffic in the streets Leading to the shopping centers The commuters on the suspension bridges Listening to the music on the radio stations The sunset on the railroad platforms |
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