Monroe County Courthouse


Sirens choke the night

Pour darkness, the gift

Of all that flows around

The Monroe County Courthouse

Thunder lightning rain squalls

Feathery sheets of plumage

Through floodlight’s current

Granite statues and shivering flesh

Shadowed in the niches

What happened how did we

End up soaked and sorry

Not half invisible enough

Regretful of every fucked up step

Ah well it all came down

Didn’t it and here

We are

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memory documentation and manipulation
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