2011-03-01 - 10:00 p.m.
Too close for comfort crosses
bear the signs of houses
for sale, littering streets
with names like Gerber, in such cemetary-fashion.
The old turns new
and cries will one day too.
The new occupants will try to paint and spackle their way over a bankrupt dream, and only ever almost alter the foundation
And later, in bath, while contemplating creative evolution, she (the scientist of that union of stars and beam) will find an unnamed element in the solution
