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close your eyes

what we see from far above, the echo of light

and sound. Do you wonder what the tiles

meant to say as they whisper to each other

to the water and the sky.

I am not a fountain.

they might say

I am not a tile

the fountain may reply.

each piece cracked and flawed but

not from on high

not from above.

when we look down

upon perfection

to see the fountain cry

each tile repelling tears

pushing them back

to the pool of grieving water

that from above

seems never to end.

  • have you ever sat high in a building entranced by the world below?

    • Yes
    • No


What do you think?

16 points

Written by DocAndersen

One fan, One team and a long time dream Go Cubs!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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