/ falling snow
just keeps our town the same
in whiteful cleanliness we live
from may to another
/ may our buildings not collapse
our walls built up with bricks of foam
that close us home or
/ not
// and as much as i want
i can bump into doors
and as hard as i try
to hurt or upset my
elbow's sinew
i thought by now i knew
that i can't bruise
on styrofoam town
/ if i plead
a place to bang my head
i have to cross three borderlines
to towns with wood and
/ steal some rock from under trees
that need no iron pins or strings
to hold them down to
/ earth
// and as much as i please
i may blindcross the streets
and as long as i love
i can jump out of
fast moving cars
and flood my head in bars
for i can't lose you
in styrofoam town