Friday

When I couldn't bring the columns down

I couldn't bring the columns down, not even one. Not being able to bring the columns, the columns down, the columns down. It is a pitty that when I lay down on the floor, Everything else still stays standing, upright. Lay me down easy, lay me down slow, but the columns can't come down tonight and so, and so, and so... We need to do this together don't we, we ought to do it together. Bringing the columns down together now. The boulders of blood, making us smaller, bring them down with me, bring them down.

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