Suicide at the John Hancock

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Ashley Frigerio

A man left a blackhole in the Hancock yesterday.

He destroyed the row of beautiful reflections ~

Placed thee by you and me,

With some hope for protection in mind.

 

The shattered glass of past realities,

The many questions ~

What are fallacies?

 

We gathered and stared,

That's all ~ just gathered and stared.

How could he do this to us, you and me?

 

He spread himself too thin upon the pavement,,

But this time he didn't care.

And as for us, you and me, we just gathered and started.

 

I think we were too late.

Or, more likely than not, he was just too far

Ahead in his schedule to wait.

 

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