Green paper is freedom.
I’m avoiding children.
I’m avoiding dreams.
I would only end up selling them
for a quart of gasoline.
I’ve already deprived myself
of three things:
wheels, property, and wedding ring.

Architecture and lies:
the lie is that architecture lasts an eternity;
the truth is that architecture isn’t free.
I’ll rent.

I can’t take the brick and mortar with me,
but I can pile myself under them
for an early grave.
I’ll settle for a concrete box
and some minimum wage.


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