I didn't cultivate the land that I should have
The PM sign came through the glass that was floor to ceiling
Shopping center stores, nail salons, and groceries
Had the same inept glare in their eyes
The same gleaming
The same problem with my game

I fell backwards
To the line space
I got up and then I fell forwards
Into the drain
I broke the grain

Shopping center dawn after bad sleep
Crawled on the lawn and faced down
The rain doesn't ever sleep
The wind doesn't ever see anything
And you that it gets won't sing

Loretto Center