all you see is a cliff

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Don’t listen to the brochures 1
I would see this rock, poking up through the melting clapboard, shingle, stucco,
at the end of the House Age.
All you see is a cliff, keep driving.
The area is still very scenic, in spite of the missing icon.
Anthroposcenic.

I never got to see the Real Old Man, his withered hand unable to grasp, what his mind can’t release.
ho hum, ho hum, now is a joke.
ho hum.

Image no longer exists (I can find profiles of people just about anywhere), don’t listen to the brochures.
keep driving, ho hum, as through a cow pasture, where the Amazon Rainforest used to be,
at the end of the House Age.
ho hum.

I can find profiles of people just about anywhere.
All you see is a cliff.

Keep driving, in spite of the missing icon, until you see the rock, poking up, from the melting concrete and asphalt,
at the end of the House Age,
where the old man feeds
a bar of Ivory soap to mice.