Repeat after me: I am not guilty.
Why must we have this conversation
Each time we meet?Ten city blocks in your oppressive
Company is testing my limits
But never mind all that for now.Go have yourself a slice of pizza.
Indulge in an elevator conversation.
Watch TV with the blind and the deaf.Get used to walls that don’t know your name.
There’s a street for you to go down.
Dark, where no one can find you.October 2005
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