16th birthday party crashes like the Hindenburg in 1937.
Road blocks hang like icicles puncturing my back on a snowblind road.
Airplanes to nowhere meeting no one.
Roads full of cracks and more faults than California.
You said you met a man once that taught you to dance.
Dancing is all structure and patterns.
Structures break like the Bay Bridge.
Kaleidoscope cracks showing broken glass stealing light from the window pane
Its as dark as oil in this place.
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