Carl Philip Louis - Concrete Lake
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By the water
By the walls
Shimmering
Partitioning
I'm drawn
Into a time
Into a place
My own concrete lake
In which to swim
Or to drown
I haven't yet made up my mind

By the valley
By the well
Sprawling and quivering
I fell
Into a land
Into an age
My own concrete lake
In which to swim
Or to drown
I haven't yet made up my mind

By the river
In the city
Respiring and weeping
I'm tired of a world so Obsolete
These concrete lakes but puddles at my feet
On which to dance
Or Splash
Or Burn
Or Crash

By the people
By the space
I'm in my own concrete lake
My own concrete lake