This square, designed for efficiency
Cast a cautious illusion of peace
Isolated in oneness, we diligently work
In muted dissonance, we weep
Architectural wonders, arising
Retracting, revolving, revealing
Windows at a glance, the curse
Eternal walls, modern man's maze
Seeking nutrients, forced air
A technological oasis found
Nature's cry be not denied
Potted plants, organically grown
Among graying slabs of alabaster intent
Concrete visions of a world's end
Metaphoric screams of modern man
Ode to a southern exposure, I sing praise
Sonrisa © 11-20-00
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