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interweb

High tensile, strung between window sill, wall, and gutter
how did you make that, clever invention
Adapt to our building, become part of it
making the most of what you have
you sit there, jet black silhouette, ‘gainst the grey sky
legs spread, waiting, watching the world go by
what do you think, of all this we’ve made
do you think anything of it, sitting in the shade
it must seem vaguely strange though
your deeper instincts must know…..

 

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/04/03/prompt-back-door/

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