Overcaffeinated Random Thoughts: Part 4.30

The tales of two cities bother me everytime I go to the third one. Like I have to spin around and pretend that I’m a sea starfish. I don’t know how they built the tower, and the wall, while they also built the garden, and the playground. How they made such straight roads while they made right and left turns How they climbed up the sky so we can use the elevators now. They keep to much secret from me and every homeless guy on the lightless streets. They never tell us the code and the poetry. They let us wonder forever.