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City Interior - BeeWaee
City interior
Rooms behind rooms
Stairs curling upward into small blooms
Hallway with echoes that know your name
Light under doors that think the same
Buttons and elevators glow one by one
Metallic heartbeat quietly done
Numbers ascending without a shout
Everyone somewhere going about
Lobby plants standing patient and green
Witness to everything rarely seen
Mailboxes breathing letters and dust
Tiny compartments holding our trust
Vending machine hum under the stairs
Coins drop like raindrops mid-air prayers
Notice board corners curling a bit
Time in the paper barely still fits
This is city interior under the bright facade
Soft hidden corridors nobody applauds
This is city interior steady low and clear
Life in the silence we live most near
Office lights resting even at night
Desks keep their posture out of the sight
Coffee ring circles marking the day
Plans have written put away
Copy machine breathing ink scented air
Paper like snowfall everywhere
Chairs no stories they never tell
Gravity keeps them where they fell
Apartment windows open and close
Quiet confessions nobody knows
Foregone to play glass with a line ordinary dinner
Ordinary time
Someone is laughing through the thin wall
Television answers rise and fall
Floor holds footsteps layered in years
Stitches together hopes and fears
This is city interior not the neon glare
Not the wide avenue not the public square
This is city interior breathing through the seam
Place where the daylight turns into dream
Library corners soft with dust
Whispered agreements don't speak just trust
Lamp over tables makes a small lake
Islands of faces barely awake
Stairwell graffiti names in a chain
Promises written against the grain
Some pain is fading some remains strong
City keeps humming its endless song
City interior inside the inside
Places we live in places we hide
City interior quiet and sincere
Most of our stories happen