The
Station Clock
Has seen better days
It
Sees
All Seasons
And is only occupied by the
Foulest of pigeons
And one
Brave Wilde Swallow
And
A
Reclusive Bluebird
Who use it as a
Vantage point
Like a
Sniper
on
a
Watchtower
Who Dive
Amongst the Daffodils
Below
Like
The
Lufwaffer
on a
Crimson Dawned Air Raid
Devouring
The
Worms
that burrogh holes
on Brown wallowing Mud
Among the
Broken Bricks
Where nature has reclaimed
A
little
Territory
Then they ascend
To the Blue
Amnd the Tranquil Tower
The Monumental Watcher
Vouyeur
Overseer
Of
All of this
With a face and Hands
That informs
But deaf and DUmb
Living an Existence of Measurement
An enterty who's
Soul
Mission
IS the
Vicarious fulfillment Of
Our Efficiency
Station Clock
Has seen better days
It
Sees
All Seasons
And is only occupied by the
Foulest of pigeons
And one
Brave Wilde Swallow
And
A
Reclusive Bluebird
Who use it as a
Vantage point
Like a
Sniper
on
a
Watchtower
Who Dive
Amongst the Daffodils
Below
Like
The
Lufwaffer
on a
Crimson Dawned Air Raid
Devouring
The
Worms
that burrogh holes
on Brown wallowing Mud
Among the
Broken Bricks
Where nature has reclaimed
A
little
Territory
Then they ascend
To the Blue
Amnd the Tranquil Tower
The Monumental Watcher
Vouyeur
Overseer
Of
All of this
With a face and Hands
That informs
But deaf and DUmb
Living an Existence of Measurement
An enterty who's
Soul
Mission
IS the
Vicarious fulfillment Of
Our Efficiency
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