The citybuilders
put forth their minds.
They plotted in plots
and drew in lines
and the lines became streets,
and the plots grew land,
and buildings
in sheets
vertically at hand.
And we all bowed heads,
never noticing it
As we streamed and we coursed
where nobody fit.
And we asked
for parades, and banners
and parks, and they gave
us two
of the latter. So stark
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