Here I Was, Down

His life like one wrong turn

after another until where are we

and what is this town. What is

this town and how to get out

of it. How to get out of it

these dark halls. Halls with sky

halls with clouds halls with layers

and layers of town

His life like all the footage of

the aftermath until the film

that never ends. What is this

film and how to get out of it.

How to get out of it how to file

in and out of it. So many nights

to contemplate the loss the

sun the light the sun gives

this town is bitter and ending

even as it gets brighter

It gets brighter

like a life that won't stop

giving like a life that won't

stop chiming and

skittering

skittering like he built it

from the town up

from the town up from the man

up from the wrong turn

up up up