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Concrete. (3/31/2023)

O rough paste which imprints my skin:
how does it feel to be perversely stepped upon day by day?
None pay you any thought yet,
you provide us so much.
A solid foundation is nothing to scoff at
but
ignorance is of common occurance.

How sad to be concrete!

Left to
decay
in old cities.

Such is the fate of flooring.