Friend Foci

Attend, correspondents,
to the state of the mines
when they threaten to collapse
pull back your canaries
and let boring be your guide.

Soft yellow is a signal
sweet days are not gestalts
they are each a slice of the 
infinite sour flume.

Brick by stone by mortar,
doors interrupt the perfection
to allow the geometer 
to enter another bildung
and ensure the roman is well.

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